Beauty by touch

Ever come upon a cut away with water and wonder just how something so beautiful could be made,

The way the rocks just happen to be stacked and placed and just perfectly laid.

How the trees just compliment the shores of the rivers edges just so delicately,

The eyes do see every precious thing as they are placed here by the hand of God so presciently.

Giving us such a pallet of beauty the mind will never understand, nor shall the eyes never see,

But I guess that just the way it was truly intended for it to be.

A mystery for us to enjoy, to find on a walk, or a peaceful painting or work of art,

We will never understand what the intentions were from the start.

But what we have now is a beauty that can only be left by a blessed hand,

If this is the greatness he's left here to enjoy one can only imagine what's in store in Glory Land.

Job 28:9-10

⁹ He putteth forth his hand upon the rock;

 he overturneth the mountains by the roots.

¹⁰ He cutteth out rivers among the rocks;

 and his eye seeth every precious thing.