My Art Is Now God’s Craft…

In the same fist I carried crayons,
Painted rainbows,sun and the moon.
Time traveled so fast and I grew,
Away from my rainbows, sun and the moon,
Grew so tall with me and went too far from me too…
They all soar to the sky but my fist lost all the crayons,
My playful art is now all in the hands of God’s craft…

© 2012 Pimmi Nag