Nature, a picture painted by the finger of God

There He stood on the banister of time
And created a perfect picture in His mind
So He spoke it, atom by atom rolled out of His mouth
Whereby He created the North, West, East and South
As He spoke it, it was made
And With His powerful hands
He moulded the tall, great mountains
Pure, diamond like liquid flowed from nature's fountains
The pleasant aroma of dancing flowers
Gracious green trees watching over the land like majestic towers
Early in the morning
Golden rays of sun kiss the slumbering earth
As each new day promises a gentle rebirth
In the syrup sweet summer air
The Robin feeds its young with care
In the dense and lushes forest
The morning dew lay like diamond studs
Upon the vibrant, exotic flower buds
In the golden, earthy grace of the wild
The breeze welcomes the majestic Lion
King of the jungle
While his mate tends to their cubs
so gentle and mild
As the crystal blue watches over every creature
Looking across every beauty and fine feature
God the greatest artist ever known
The sweetest thing to be written in a poem