A/N-This is just a poem I thought of when I was outside one December night several years ago. It was published in my church newsletter and if I had known about this section on it would have gone up ages ago.
The Master Jeweler
The world is like a jewelry shop
With colors that brightly shine
Diamonds on the snow in winter
Emeralds are the grass in summertime
Clouds race across the sky like pearls
The Milky Way, a silver necklace
Worn by the sky as she twirls
The Sun, a golden diamond,
The rarest gem of all
Mirror the rubies and the Topaz
The gentle gems of fall
Rhinestones dot the sky
On a velvety blanket of black
The moon, diamond of the night
Always glittering a pale clear light
When I think of who created
The diamonds, emeralds, pearls
The rubies and the topaz too
The silver necklace for me and you
I think He must've made the
Whole world
For who else but He
Could've made the beauty we see?
So let Him in,
Let Him set up His place
The Master Jeweler's stall
He'll make you a gem
You'll shine from within
With a heart freed from sin
The Master Jeweler is Lord of all.
A/N-like I said just something that I wrote. R&R