Gods Own Painting
The sun waves goodbye to the world, its’ rays reflecting golden on the crests of wobbly sea waves
Birds are lazily taking an evening stroll on the horizon, the wind effortlessly gliding them through the air
The waves tic in a beautiful techno dance, sending sand particles to tickle my feet and water tongues to lick my toes
The scenery gradually weans me off the humdrum s of life.
It is a breathtaking painting only one God can do.
The sky is adorned with silver clouds of different sizes and shapes, each highlighted by its own untold color.
The silhouette cast on trees as their shadows dance gracefully welcoming the stars which bathe the sky with a luscious glitter.
This view exudes such a scenic piece of art, one only God could do. Just for me.
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