In the dawning light of morning’s grace,
Mountains rise with silent might,
Whispers of the ancient days,
Crafted by God’s gentle sight.

Forests weave their emerald tales,
Leaves dance with the breath of time,
Each tree a testament of faith,
A creation so divine.

Rivers sing with joyous flow,
Carving paths through earth’s embrace,
In their depths, secrets grow,
Reflecting heaven’s endless face.

Stars adorn the velvet night,
Guiding dreams with silver beams,
In the vastness, hearts ignite,
Awed by God’s eternal themes.