water colors

The sky above is canvas, true,

for art of clouds and shades of blue

and daily He does paint the scene

unique each morn and freshly seen.

The pond below does mirror back

that view with motion stirred, by

insect wings and breezes fresh,

His work artfully blurred

We children stand beneath His sky

or drink in the reflection...

His gallery lies all about,

in brush strokes beyond mention

Do I prefer the ceiling sky with ever changing shapes and hue

or water colors of the pond,

where ripples paint a living view?

Proverbs 27:¹⁹ As a face is reflected in water,

      so the heart reflects the real person.