Looking on, it is astonishing how the hands of God spread

And all the destinations on which they’ve quietly led

The world is filled with so much of what we call beauty

That I feel, in part, it is my utmost Christian duty

To faithfully photograph and to my best report

All of these things as best they might comport

Every sight seen is a marvelous part of God’s artistry

Imbued within His consistently ever changing pageantry

Dancing along the edges of His painted tapestry

I stand back and admire the breadth of His mastery

Every stroke of His brush across the morning skies

Has me breathless to see the next beautiful sunrise

To say that He is the greatest artist ever seen

Would be to say to little from the lips of this human being