God's Handiwork

God's handiwork,
So meticulous and grand;
Complex, yet simple,
He needs no helping hand.                                               

The land, like a glorious quilt,
Each patch radiates in a different hue;
He carefully weaves His details,
Right down to the shimmering dew.

Waters crest ashore, so gently,
Then angrily, as a lion chasing down its prey;
His touch can calm them down again,
As though they had nothing to say.

Mountains, so vast and expansive,
A mist of shadows and clouds;
Stand rugged, strong and majestic,
Yet, so softened by colors that shroud.

Yes, God in all His knowledge,
Has created beauty beyond compare;
That we, as his children created,
Were given to enjoy and to share.