Unique
All my life "normal ones" told me I was weird.
Bipeds called me a universe, alarmed that im not a conglomorate.
That I am one me, unlike them all.
But which color on gods canvas wasnt created in perfection, adding warmth, definition and, or contrast to the creation?
Do stars shine brightest in the blackest of nights?
If so that would be the shade of me.
Id be the brightest light highlighted by the deepest of darkness.
Who but me dare take the heavenly steps towards being an aurora borealis of the skies?
Take to the cross for man kind?
Drip blood red love droplets, staining the tree of life and crucifixion?
Would you be cast out into spine chilling evil and shine, dropping pomegranites of life force, colouring dead wood with blood pulsing love?
I am not a blob of normality
Im a rare find, a gem on gods infinitly coloured canvass of life.
I am love and
unique I am not
We were all made from love, by god,
A very famous artist with an infinite gallery of life drawings that he loves irrelevent of shade, tone, depth, contrast
Or being hung.
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