God the ArtistđŸ˜‡
pallet, paints or brush.
Gods works have taken ages,
some things just can't be rushed.
as it rustles in the breeze,
to the browns and golds and silvers
as the sun shines through the trees.
or the dark as storms rush in.
The glistening gleaming ripple,
as a fish enjoys its swim.
caused by clouds so crisp and white;
twinkling frost upon the ground
on a clear cold winters night.
or a multi coloured beak.
Animals with stripes on,
a sight that’s hard to beat.
the world lights up in awe
As the most beautiful of rainbows
appears from shore to shore.
their works held in esteem,
fall deep into the shadows
as God paints out His dream.
