How marvellous are the blades of heaven
Carving rocks and soils to hills
And mountains with fading lights
Touching intricacies of colours only
extracted from the creator’s glorified hands

Carefully moulding the contours
burrowing the hills for the heavenly trickles
Seeping down the slopes
Heading for a destiny beyond the lands
To the universal pool

It’s not oil on canvas
Nor a screen for human hands
A gallery for painters
to marvel God’s hands
Beauty and simplicity
Blended in a single ray
Setting peace & serenity
Taking every breath away

The ruggedness of peaks and falls sweetly vanishing in the distance
With diminishing blues and fading greys encapsulating lovers emotions
Purely untamed from the earthly dwells like the distant clouds
A moment frozen in time harvesting dreams

If you had born without wings you’ll find them here
And you’d wonder if this was your original birth place
If you close your eyes you still see this beautiful creation
And you’d wonder if this was a dream
Ain’t no man would ever create
Ain’t no man would ever paint
Ain’t no place you’d ever experience
Only up here
The Heaven’s Painting