God's painting hand
Salt, sea, waves crashing, breaking. Rocky shores, sharp, edgy, haggard rock, filling ponds, sea sand for miles, making children hearts smile. Skies of blue, cloudless bright, sometimes a moonlit night. Birds, a song, chirping, making their way through the day, worms to féed the young, and flowers brightly colour the green fields, with patches of rainbow, a lyric of wonder unsung. The picture painted by the Master hand all across the vast, luscious, fragrant land.
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