Sweet Pasture Picture
Within these vast and roofless hallowed halls
Under skies holding clouds like distant smoke.
Beyond heaving hills sunlight fades and falls.
Stands a solitary, grand, majestic oak.
As this great oak's shadow looms far and fast
Stretching as light of evening turns to shade.
Colors red and yellow soft clear as glass.
A moment's view this picture God has made.
In Heaven gold and silver will be His grass.
His love is extended beauty's center piece.
Not briefly, but eternally beauty shall last.
Heaven's pasture with light, sweet joy, and peace.
Theo artist have tried with word, oil and stone
To recreate which God to all men give
No canvas or sculpture shall ever clone
Beauty of both pastures where we may live.
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