Large fingers pushing paint.
You're god and you've got big hands.
Colors blend, the challenges you give a man
Seek my part, devote myself,
My small self, like a book amongst the many on a shelf.
Sometimes I know, sometimes I rise.
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I don't.
Sometimes I cringe, sometimes I live.
Sometimes I walk, sometimes I kneel.
Sometimes I speak of nothing at all.
Sometimes I reach to myself, dear god.