Canvas


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My truck window is a canvas
With paints of truest hue
The many passions of earth are painted
Grandeur, majesty, truth

Everyday is a different season
Every mile an artist view
Beauty unveiled across my canvas is a rediscovered boon

My canvas changes tempo as the highways pass me by
It moves with moods of color that No man can copy or hope to try

It is the temper of passion and color my canvas brings to me
The joy of being alive…right here…right now is all the only muse I need

So I’ll clear my canvas when the road stops, and wait for the sun to rise
And mix me a new batch of color for my ever hungry eyes.

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