Paint My Life

  













If I could choose how to paint my life

It would have no bravery

It would have no courage

It would have only laughs and smiles

If I could paint my life

There would be no strength

There would be no perseverance

There would be only effortlessness

If I could paint my life

It would be painless

It would be dull

It would not be a story to tell 

Good thing the brush is not in my hand

And Draw

It is the gloom that births art.
Sunshine stunts it.
When you witness the water of the rain putting out the fire of the sun, run to your canvas.
And draw