If I were to stop speaking

Where would my words run 

If I were to stop thinking

Would my heart no longer beat

Out of my heart thoughts flow

Out of my mind words go

My heart

My mind

My words

Reflect

How I know You

They paint the picture

Tell the story

The true colours of heart and thoughts

Words and deeds

Painted across this canvas

Reveal

Your beauty

Remove

What’s false 

By the stroke of Your love

Master

You have painted me 

Into Your creation

And with every loving touch

You’re finishing

What You began