Only God can paint the sky
That gorgeous shade of blue,
Can paint the sunrise at the dawn,
The magic sunset too.
'Tis He who captures sun of gold
To thrill each Summer heart,
And then He sends the snow of white
When Autumn days depart.
Only God can paint a meadow
Green - when it is Spring.
He alone can grow a tree
And bid the birds to sing,
Can send the rain one April day
To bless the thirsty earth,
Then tuck the Winter fast away
In moments of rebirth.
'Tis He who colors Autumn leaves
One bright October morn,
And helps our hearts to love the rose
Despite the hurtful thorn,
Who takes our hand and walks with us
On every step we trod?
Who paints a rainbow there on high?
No other - only God.
~ Garnett Ann Schultz
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