Thine Canvas is White: Uplifting & Inspirational Poetry From the Mystical Soul

By Matthew Weintrub

Fly in the sky, bask on the clouds, stare at the stars, and laugh out loud as you delve into a world of mystical poetry. This poetry was created to uplift the soul and inspire it to clearly see the beauty in life that lies all around you. Enjoy!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Matthew Weintrub
• Release date: Jul 24, 2011
• ISBN: 9781452495330

Matthew Weintrub

Matthew Weintrub is an esoteric mystic who enjoys spending his days outside in deep convestations, meditating until blissed out, and laughing with friends and family. He is currently a budding horticulture and entomology double major at Texas A&M University.

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Thine Canvas is White

Uplifting and Inspirational Poetry

From The Mystical Soul

By

Matthew L. Weintrub

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Table of Contents

My dedication

1-Thine Canvas is White

2-For the Highest Good of All

3-Sailing Through the Sea of Cosmosis

4-The Beauty of You

5-To Infinity and Beyond

6-Imagine

7-Blissed Out

8-A King in his Castle

9-Love Lift me Up

10-Break on Through

11-Freedom is Within Me

12-Some Advice

13-Once Upon a Sunset

14-Ride the Wave

15-Celebrate Life

16-Musician in the Corner

17-Phoenix

18-Swing, Swing from the Treetops

19-A Love Song

20-Figure 8

21-The Dreamer

22-Is there an End to the Beginning or a Beginning to the End?

About the Author

My Dedication

I want to sincerely thank you for taking time out of your busy life to read my poetry. Poetry is how I express the divine within my soul and I hope it inspires you on your journey. I am always wishing you the best. Namaste.

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Thine Canvas is White

Full of love and light,

It is here,

I take flight.

At the knowledge of freedom,

I pick up my brush,

In a colorful rush,

I’ll fill the canvas with colors,

Shades of light,

Hues of Blue,

Red for love will make due.

Over time I’ll slowly fill the space,

Without a doubt,

Without a trace,

My painting will be a beacon to all,

Who have witnessed,

This eternal fall,

From grace,

A grave disgrace.

But that’s the beauty of art,

As clay in one’s hand,

We hold the plan,

And will mold it as we wish.

Choose dark colors,

For a dark day.

Or choose happy colors,

for a new way.

It is but a Choice.

With your brush in hand,

Create whatever colors you can.

This painting is my last,

Yet also my first.

For this time it is by birth,

A book well written,

They’ll say someday,

And that’s why I crave,

To fill away,

Every crevice and nook,

With the most extravagant of lines,

This painting,

I’ve named Divine.

My canvas is perfect,

It is true,

Art is but for the fools,

Well I am a fool proudly today,

Proud in all my silly ways,

Art is Life