The water ripples in webs of beauty
Intricate, weaving through the glassy surface
The storm clouds breach to reveal wonder
Illuminating the land of darkness below the heavens
The tornadoes rush to tear and destroy
But instead kindle an air of magnificence
Gorges reach out to the darkest places
They disguise themselves as never-ending holes
Caverns of crystals glistening in pride
Light sprinting across its heavenly planes
Water cascades down from the dark skies
From the dismal pattern of haze
The deepest depths of the ocean’s face
Undiscovered and exotic indeed
The stars glittering as white balls of hope
They protrude from the dark blanket of night
Rainbows arch across the typical sky
The relief after the devastation
Mist reclines in the once crisp wind
Their lethargic smog wading through the air
Leaves showcasing their contour of veins
Harmonizing with the wind gleefully
The stillness of the falling snow
Her white mantle covering the ground
No words can portray such majesty
No phrases for the wonders of the world
No letters or symbols, no sounds or rhythms
Can describe the wonder
Of the work of the Lord
