TOO HEAR HIS CALL



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!


This poem is dictated to ash she is a awesome writer.