Celestial

Beautiful surreal and mysterious celestial mists are like work of divine On earth Egyptian pyramids with heavens align Like teardrops of the prophet is moon shine Like essence of the soul is kaleidoscopic sky design The one for whom reality is but a dream In those cosmic waves will swim like in a stream He knows the theory of everything in his scheme He is supreme This mist is his song his ballad By him the very soul of universe is drafted As reflection of his work mist is generated By him with no specified point of view order out of chaos is created