The Artist Sees


The artist sees a world gone wrong
Yet feels the chance of glory strong
If all upon their bended knee
Would seek Him with humility

So the artist seeks to make
A piece of artistry to take
And offer for the public view
A vision of what is made new

His broken heart, made new by love
By the shedding of his Savior’s blood
Nailed upon a rough hewn tree
Gaining freedom for you and me


About Author

I have been writing on the web since 2000. I am a christian , a photographer, an occasional poet, a recovering dreamer, an occasional philosopher, a software developer, an autodidact, and i resemble the INFP personality type.

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