A Gift to the World

Infant arriving
Brings a gift
To the world
The bright color
Of new paint
Preciously sealed
Perfectly conceived
To bless and to heal

Under the lights
Of joy and love
The seal can soften
And the lid
Will fall away
Revealing its color
To all of our senses
A gift to the world

How long we sit
Before our blank page
Is always up to us
But only lasts
As long as we doubt
The purity of our color
Or the beauty
Of an intuitive
Brush stroke