Sweet Leaf

Life as a collection and pain as the motif
Wouldn't want you to miss all the good, don't you dare blink
Very few brush strokes will bring such a great relief
Waters of love keeps me calm, always helps me think
I can feel it flow when painting with this sweet leaf
Some others try by using a putrid black ink
It only brings them a river that flows with grief
Others fill their lakes with nothing but drink
Filling large chalices with desires of belief
Or grab goodness from others and away they'll slink
Still I can feel some sympathy for every thief