In The Beauty Of Art

we are the pallet for life to be

displayed against - 

and too we are life in constant 

giving to the pallet. 

in the beauty of art - it's all one thing. 

~

it's all art - life arranged in a display of grace that holds only creation itself  as meaning. We ourselves are not the original artist, although this lifespan is our medium of sorts. More, so it seems to me, is that we are a participant of the highest artistic integrity, an aspect of creative source, instrument, as well as full display of all things given to a masterworks. 

Peace,

Eric