You, There

You, There

You, chalking the pavement.

You, unknown creator
casting images of grace,
splendor, excellence.

You, ‘covered’ in chalk dust.
Before you, your ‘matte’
the mere street…

You swipe a shade of blue
then yellow…
eyes appear…widening in
wonder.

You do not display your
name.

You reveal beauty beyond yourself.

You know the rain
eventually will come.

You know it will erase
your work of long hours.

You know you’ll continue
creating because it is what you’ve
been ordained to do, to be…

AND

you do not need to leave
your signature.

AMEN

 

 

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