Is there such a thing as a beautiful life? A life without worry or concern? I wonder.
I can imagine such a life, like watercolors, drifting in a sea of expectation.
They swirl and dance, coalesce to form images pastel perfection.
What divine artist could compose such a thing?
Perhaps DaVinci? VanGogh, Renoire?
Maybe Picasso, Degas or Monet.
Imagine such an art gallery of living paintings.
Walk by, see the stillness swirl before your eyes.
What would you see? What possibly could capture such imagination?
To live in such a gallery, that is the dream of all people.
No, create such paintings, that is the work of God.
