The Artiste
He spoke to the sun
Brought the light to glowing
Revealing all the earth
With its many splendors showing
Mysteries beyond belief
He whispered the trees
Into expectant existence
The birds, butterflies and the bees
The joy, faith and promise
Even their fantasies
He breathed life into man
Gave woman her energy
Handed them nature and wildlife
With the promise of a seed
Who would be the child of their dreams
He gave the life to the ground
With assurance that pleasure would be found
Amid the roses, rich and vibrant
Through the hues of delighted sighs
From dewdrop herbs – sage and thyme
He blew out the light
At night when the moon rose
Revealed the lunar legends
Shining down through the heavens
Reaching our wishful reflections
He delighted in His creation
Allowed us to share
His wonders and warmth
With all His heart
He loved and blessed us fully
The artiste, our God
He knew all our wants and needs
Gave us His very best
With a kind and gentle caress
Then, He rested
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