I Offer Thou...My Paintbrush!

'Tis is a Season of Hopes & A Season of life's-gifts... What melts my Beloveds heart! O! What can it be... Is it an offering made by A Simple Heart! That silently sings to him... Is it a prayerful hymn...that like breath continuously...murmurs on my lips.... Is it this need of His child! Where Santa & fairies... That...Once ignited her mind! Too seems dwindling.... Yet! A Heart so Christmas like.... That carried Christ-Consciousness Through life's tide...silently within... For 'Tis is the Season of Givings! My Beloved Sai! I give thou....My paintbrush... My Only wings.... Weather im thy artist or not....that Carols...Hope & Light! It is up to thou....And Thou Alone To Speak! ''Tis Season of Love! Maybe....I Shall be Thy Art! Born from thy heart! Constantly....Evolving & Emerging' But! My Beloved!!!! Thou & Thou Alone can tell me.... 'Tis Season....what shall it bring! . Copyright: Meghna/2018