God’s Creative Splendour
There was an aura of wonder and enchantment
The splendour of the sunset to behold;
Across the sky, broad bands of turquoise, yellow, gold,
The most astounding sight of the Creator’s Imagination bold;
Blend with the cool, misty air and perfumed aroma
Of pale-bluish-purple lavender and peachy-pink roses,
trailing the hedge.
Magic was in the air. Its unique beauty wrought
Wonder and excitement: I gazed and gazed,
Did I hear the soft melody of a harp?
Or was it the sound of a light wind whistling
Through the tall trees?
Swaying ever so gently,
the myriad snow-white Arum lilies.
In a little distance, the blue Swan River meanders by
Hastening towards the elegant glass and stainless
steel city-skyscrapers;
Jauntily, it teases its way with wide, sparkling-blue waters;
Setting a spectacular view from the wooded King’s Park of
The creative harmony of awesome nature and man’s achievements.
Shirley Lau