“The heavens
declare the glory of God; and the firmament showeth His handiwork. Day unto day
uttereth speech, and night unto night showeth knowledge. There is no speech or
language where their voice is not heard.” –Psalm 19:1-3
Glowing
sun orb, fiery orange
Awakes
the earth from sleep
Bursting
forth so gloriously
‘Ore
shadows of the deep
Rising
slowly in the sky
Dispersing
the shrouds of night
Casting
smashing shades upon
The
clouds of purest white
Soon
we find the midday sky
Reflecting
in waters blue
And
skirting the calm, tranquil pond
An
awe-inspiring view
Luscious
slopping hills of green
Tall
pines which stand erect
A
host of wildlife gather ‘neath
Strong
limbs of which protect
A
moment later, ominous clouds
Roll
in as if on duty
A
crack of lightning, peel of thunder
Form
its own majestic beauty
Sheets
of rain descend
The
earth’s refreshed once more
A
rainbow’s vivid rays appear
An
end to the down-pour
And
each reflecting droplet rests
Upon
both leaf and flower
Catching
the glint of sunlight
Following
the sudden shower
And
as the sun begins to set
Upon
a sky of grey
It
melts into such soft pastels
And
slowly fades away
Then
just as if out of a dream
Floats
in the blackening sky
Enchanting
silvery moon
And
twinkling stars shooting by
Fireflies
like pixie dust
Gleaming
in the night
Shimmering
magic through wooded forest
Mystic
sparkling light
All
creation moves
With
such miraculous wonderment
And
fills a soul with questions
Of
the Creators true intent
To
bless our form of life
Though
perverse in all its ways
With
such surpassing beauty
Causing
awe-inspiring praise
The
intricate magnificence
Reveals
the Master’s hand
In
ways our eyes can see
Yet
often fail to understand
So
blessed are we to wake
Each
morning to its view
A
heavenly masterpiece composed
With love for me and you© 2012
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