Can I sit at the far edges of your feet
My dear God, when you are busy
Creating life and the lessons that go with it.
Maybe I can watch a little
The thoughts that swirl in your mind
When you are creating the complex web of life.
Can I become a hair in your brush
When you are painting vivid hues of nature
Some so bright that they take the breath away
Some so stark that they make the heart ache
So that I can learn a little about source of color
To add some to my life.
My dear God, Can I spend a day
Just being with you.