Contagious

They are omnipotent,

They are elements, who frame the world.

Without them we don't survive.

We pay our love on auspicious occasions.

They look to stay with and within us,

They hope to live alive amongst us.

We own the white and painted canvas,

Paint them and make them alive,

Rather than hanging them in walls and special homes.

What we need is a giver, and an assimilation of character.

Rather than expecting from them, plant and raise them.

The world will be complete,when they live among us.