All is on the tip of the brush,
It is a free hand and an open heart.
I have a brush for your dark corners,
Which you have filled with fear and shame.
I am here to eliminate, non-judgemental,
Nothing is hidden from me.
Glancing deep and understanding
Finding the concealed colors, rough patches,
Unknown views and perspectives.
And you say it aloud,
Paint me with life,
And paint me free.
Here the strokes go up and down,
Conversing and finding,
Subtle solutions, directions.
Color them all with neutrality.
They say it is not a color,
But all is visible in white, integrated.
Nothing is hidden or a secret.
Pure as snow white and pearly,
It is my desired vision and most humble,
White, perfect, flawless and connected.
It is a free hand and an open heart.
I have a brush for your dark corners,
Which you have filled with fear and shame.
I am here to eliminate, non-judgemental,
Nothing is hidden from me.
Glancing deep and understanding
Finding the concealed colors, rough patches,
Unknown views and perspectives.
And you say it aloud,
Paint me with life,
And paint me free.
Here the strokes go up and down,
Conversing and finding,
Subtle solutions, directions.
Color them all with neutrality.
They say it is not a color,
But all is visible in white, integrated.
Nothing is hidden or a secret.
Pure as snow white and pearly,
It is my desired vision and most humble,
White, perfect, flawless and connected.
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