the image

soul image,
black imprint on the silk screen.
undying, but unfulfilled amidst the unseen.
ride along the lines,
only color on the inside.
tell me why they're so many restrictions in a lifetime.

little linus rebelled,
he colored on the outside.
even when the image he filled was from his own lines.
broke the crayon in half,
and scribbled with two hands.
picked up the image and transformed it into his own brand.

sculpt your own struggle,
or paint your own fate.
be drawn into life to learn from the mistakes.
dream up the sun,
and make the soul image.
never lift the brush until the journeys all finished.