Divine Anthology

I often think of how your words says we're your poetry

Perfectly written pieces beautifully illustrated amazing masterpieces

Pieced together by the master himself

I often imagine how much attention to detail you paid

Every word perfectly weaving beauty and completeness into existence

The deepness of your mind as you used words to mold time

Sentences to hold light, verbs to do your bidding and constantly make the sun shine

How you literally wrote down the oceans

And imagined the color blue

painted over the blank canvas of the sky

And made the beautiful sunset with the hue of your breath yet