Master painter of the sky-
The beauty that astounds my eye,
Architect of the water-weeds
The wonder brings me to my knees
Musician of the flowing Brook
Too know- I only need look
Sculptor of the hills and plains
Matchless is Your broad domain-
Orchestrator of the galaxies
Owner of rain’s treasuries-
I was out on a bike-ride, and I looked up and saw these amazing cloud formations.
I snatched three pictures and noticed that they looked like brushstrokes. The words came to me suddenly 'Master painter of the sky..." the rest of the way home I got the second verse, and finished the third that night. Amazingly.....about 1 hour after I got back home...it showered enough for me to get that rain picture....just what I had wanted when I thought out those lines! I did the last verse Tuesday....and then edited.
What do y'all think?