If you painted
With every color imaginable
The world through your eyes
What would you paint?

Would you paint your family
What means the world to you?
The love of your life,
Who is the world to you?

Or would you paint money?
What keeps the world changing hands.
What runs the material world
What seems to run your world.

Would you possibly paint nature?
What makes the world alive.
From the blade of grass
To the sea that hits the shore.

Would you just paint the world?
This large and seemingly flat globe of ours.
That’s just a tiny speck in the the universe
With all its seas and continents full or life.

What ever you chose to paint
Is the world through your eyes.
The way you see it.
We all see the world differently,
But we all are the world.