A canvas of feathers, a display of His grace,
Like the peacock unfolding in this holy place.
With eyes that are open, and colors so bright,
Reflecting the beauty of His marvelous light.
From glory to glory, the transformation begins,
A shedding of shadows, a cleansing of sins.
Each day a new facet, a shimmer, a shine,
Revealing the image of the nature divine.
We are the artwork, the display of His love,
Painted with brilliance from the Father above.
An extravagant life, where His spirit flows free,
For all of creation to wonder and see.
So spread out your wings, let the colors unfurl,
You are His glory, His light to the world.
Unveiled and radiant, a sight to behold,
A story of beauty that will never grow old.
