Upon the vast expanse where heavens sprawl,
God's artistry reveals in skies' grand sprawl,
A canvas vast with colors aglow,
In each dawn's break, in twilight's show.
In the sunrise's hues, a painter's stroke,
God's masterpiece, in morning woke,
A symphony of colors, a celestial dance,
In the canvas of heavens, divine romance.
In the gentle clouds that wander by,
God's brushstrokes paint the azure sky,
A floating landscape, so serene,
In heaven's canvas, a tranquil scene.
In the arc of rainbows, after rain's embrace,
God's vibrant palette, in colors grace,
A bridge of hope across the expanse,
In heaven's canvas, a joyful trance.
In the stars that sparkle, a cosmic ballet,
God's celestial paint, in galaxies' display,
A sprinkle of stardust in cosmic space,
In heaven's canvas, a mystic grace.
In the wispy streaks of the aurora's dance,
God's ethereal glow, in magnetic trance,
A celestial curtain, a cosmic trance,
In heaven's canvas, a celestial romance.
In the canopy of night, stars aglow,
God's celestial palette, in constellations' show,
A map of stories in the night's embrace,
In heaven's canvas, a celestial trace.
In the fiery comet's fleeting flight,
God's brushstroke, a cosmic light,
A fleeting spectacle, a cosmic glance,
In heaven's canvas, a celestial lance.
In the serenity of the moon's soft light,
God's soothing touch in the tranquil night,
A silvery orb in the sky's expanse,
In heaven's canvas, a celestial dance.
In the realm where heavens lie unfurled,
God paints a canvas, a cosmic world,
A masterpiece woven with ethereal lace,
In every stroke, in Heaven's embrace.
Upon the canvas of the morning sky,
God's artistry spreads, a dawn on high,
A palette of hues, a celestial trace,
In the morning canvas, God's embrace.
In the dance of clouds, a swirling waltz,
God's painting speaks, in whispers, it exalts,
Each formation a story, an intricate maze,
In the canvas of clouds, God's wonder displays.
In the sun's descent, a painter's delight,
God's golden rays, a celestial sight,
A symphony of colors, a radiant race,
In the evening canvas, God's grace.
In the twinkling stars that light the night,
God's cosmic art, a dazzling sight,
Each constellation, a patterned embrace,
In the stellar canvas, God's grace.
In the arch of rainbows after the rain,
God's vibrant hues, a majestic chain,
A bridge of hope, a colorful face,
In the rainbow canvas, God's divine grace.
In the whispering breeze that strokes the land,
God's gentle touch, a painter's hand,
Each leaf that rustles, each tree that sways,
In the canvas of nature, God displays.
In the ocean's vast and boundless scope,
God's artwork sways, a kaleidoscope,
Each cresting wave, a ballet's grace,
In the maritime canvas, God's embrace.
In the bloom of flowers, an artist's dream,
God's varied garden, a vibrant stream,
Each petal a stroke, a delicate place,
In the floral canvas, God's embrace.
In the mountains that rise, majestic and tall,
God's sculpted peaks, standing enthralled,
Each ridge and valley, a breathtaking trace,
In the mountainous canvas, God's embrace.
In the whispers of beauty within each soul,
God's masterpiece, a harmonious whole,
Each life a stroke, a unique space,
In the canvas of existence, God's grace.
In the stories untold, in lives yet unfurled,
God's ongoing work, a cosmic world,
A canvas of love, in every case,
In Heaven's canvas, God's eternal embrace.
In every breath, in every sigh,
God's canvas vast, it touches the sky,
A creation divine, a celestial place,
In Heaven's canvas, God's infinite grace.
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