The canvas portrays Nature at her best;
A gorgeous, stately mountain stands afar;
A verdure forest clothes its base, so dense;
A dark blue sky is studded by white clouds;
A lake with waters still, reflects the same.
Though painters try to hone their skills in hues,
Imagining and using techniques fine,
End-product turns out at times not so well;
For, Mother Nature unparalleled stays,
With none to beat the Master Painter - God.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-08-2016
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Who can imitate or excel Master Painter as far as Nature is concerned?