Beauty so vast and so deep that the stars look up to its peak and the seas look down to its depth.
Extending to the other side of time, where no soul has ever touched, it paints over dreams, turned sepia in its shadow
Nature bleeds these colors in drops of rainbows, pools of sunsets and the dark mirror of night where the blind too can see its majesty
These discarded, cast off drippings of the gods, woven into the coat of nature warm the naked, enrich the poor and shelter the homeless as a gift