
I paint from this place with paints and brushes.
I paint from this place of joy.
I paint from this place of contentment.
I paint from this place of heartbreak.
I paint from this place of planning.
I paint from this place of singing.
I play it from this place of sadness.
I paint from this place in the quiet.
I paint from this place in the crazy sounds of laughter.
I paint from this place as I hear the tinkering of bike parts.

I paint from this place as an old man pushes his walker.
I paint from this place as the sun shines in bright and cheery.
I paint from this place as the clouds hang low adding and casting a shadow of gray.
There is always a place to paint. So I paint from this place where God is leading my heart.
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