If I were an angel above the world so high
I’d fly from cloud to cloud so I could learn to spy
And seek out all the secrets of the earth below
Searching rivers for their source watching how they flow.
To touch each mountain top where no one dares to live
See the ocean’s ebb and flow acting like a sieve,
Imagining what happens underneath the seas
Or hillsides by the millions lush with assorted trees.
God’s world is such perfection like a magic spell
All He does is perfect, this is His show and tell !