Riding home in the train along the seashore in Wellington, I used to witness the most beautiful sunsets.
One day, in awe, I asked God, “How do you manage to paint a masterpiece everyday?”
He whispered softly, “You can too...”
Our life is that blank canvas, and God is eagerly waiting for us to produce our masterpiece. What are we waiting for?
So true, my dear Allahdeen, so true...and I wanted to say something about the nostalgic poem above too. Cant comment above, so I say here. That is an awesome poem. Brilliant and one of your bests. It has captured your feelings so well...
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