Have you ever looked upon and contemplated
The work of a masters hand
Of a beautifully painted landscape
With an azure sky above the land

A mighty wave of the sea
As it breaks upon a rocky shore
Then rushes back to the ocean again
To rise and return to crash once more

A majestic mountain crowned in white
Casting its shadow low
Upon the silent emerald valley
Where the giant pine trees grow

If ever you have observed nature
Mountains and oceans and trees that stand
Then friend you have seen the beauty
Of the work of THE MASTERS HAND