Flowers splash with color, Perfect treasures of art.
More than a feast for the eyes, Their beauty reaches the heart.
The sunset is a painting, Far beyond all works of men.
And it also speaks of hope, To all who will stop and listen.
All of nature is a gift, Waiting to be unraveled,
Filled with hidden roads for souls, That are ready to be traveled.
And behind this beauty there is: Someone at the heart of it all.
Behold! There stands the Creator, Waiting for us to hear His call!