Within the infinite canvas of God's mind The endless wave of creation Floods the world Painting the great unknown With its luminous hues The paintings not only reflect us But they uncover many brilliant tales of the profound Should we feel blessed To be a part of such a thing? Or should we curse our creator For the fates that befell us? Regardless, we cannot deny That the gift of life is magnificent That we are all Perfect Imperfections The restless years I have crossed the Unforgiving Seas But now I am here Waiting for you To come along with me