RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Artist Of Divine Grace
Traipsing up mountainsides, looking to the peak, anticipating
the end of the climb, just to look out upon the desert and
see the beauty of it's arid sands and dunes, piled against
rocks and being blown away in dust storms.
Changing and rearranging entire desert's scenery, as dust
devils and sand storms rush in and pick up all the dirt they
can, throwing it all into the atmosphere with no qualms over
Another aspect of Mother Nature's refreshing and nurturing,
all that belongs to her here on our earth.
Beautiful landscapes always being changed by sunlight,
storms of rain and blowing winds, carrying the artist's of
divine grace within each of them.
Mankind unable to repeat or copy any of it, no matter how
much it is tried.
Holding onto the secrets of heaven, Mother Nature continues
to carry on with her only purpose in life.
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