Nature's Artist ( a poem of inspiration)
Over mountain tops, across the wide plains,
This artist paints, and in his design, explains.
In broadest strokes, fond creative swirls,
Amid the high clouds, forming bright pearls.
Portrays each dawning, its colors to reign,
Designs, ever spawning, in the window's pane.
The sunsets, in evening, to be so richly spread,
As in fluffy pillows, it does prepare each bed.
With a powerful brush, in its celestial domain,
Creator of the ages, its grand passion to remain.
On its canvas of the skyways, in murals, all rare,
Every windswept presentation, so extraordinaire.
By evening, each morning, its art a fine delight,
A greeting, ever fleeting, a blessing to our sight.
Hail to thee, oh talented aerialist, master artisan,
Draftsman and engineer, dear wind, our Cezanne.
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