Gilded Glory

The master's brush stroke sweeps the sky

Magic colours then appear

Gilding all with glorious hues.

Ah! The symphony I hear



Musical notes fall from heaven

With the sun's shimmering rays

Melody surrounds the bright world.

Beauteous life meets my gaze



I surrender to the beauty

I almost cannot bear it

As through a freshing water fall

I view the scene and share it



It spins me close to God's heaven

I bow my head and give praise.

Surely the glory of Nature

Will remain with me always.


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