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I had a blast creating this. Did my best to make something that suited his wonderful poem that along goes with it:

I walked along the streets through the town, a place looked down upon from a hill
That stood tall and was said to be where God lived, a man who made us all with will

Everyone was so busy, so no one bothered to see him, as they thought He was just a lie

But I was more curious, so I headed for the hill; I thought it was well worth a try

The hill was farther than it looked from the village, and the climb was thousands of feet

But I felt a yearning to see who was up there, and whoever lived there I intended to meet

To my bewilderment I saw an enormous door, which was the entrance to a sort of workshop

That stood taller than many men put together, anyone else would have been urged to stop

But I walked further still to this giant door, and proceeded to utter on it a knock

Before I could someone said "Welcome My good son." that took me by tremendous shock

I looked around behind me and there stood a man, who looked as humble and as plain as any

He said, "I was looking forward to your visit. In a while, I have not had very many."

"Who are you?" I said while regaining my breath. He said back to me "I'm the One."

"Creator of the Heavens and the Earth, haven't you heard? I made them no sooner said than done."

"Step into my workshop," the Man said, "You may just be in for a surprise."

Through the door we walked and before I knew it, I was met with things to amaze all eyes

There were thousand of books and tables, filled with schematics of people and animals no less

There were plants and minerals the Man said he had commissioned for this world to bless

There were models of the solar system, and skeletons as well as fleshes of man and beast

He said he used to make each and every one, as well as hairs which He knew every number in the least

And last but not least there was a corner, of this strange shop where the strangest of things lay

"This is where I make my most favorite of all creations" He said and produced a large lump of clay

"Do you mean to say you made all of this?" I asked with a feeling of wonder I cannot express

He replied, "This is where I design everything." with a smile that brought joy nothing could repress

"Why haven't others come to see you?" I said. He told me back "They wish to hide from me."

"Others love the world and its answers so much, they lost sight of who made it. Don't you see?"

As I turned to look at him once more, I was taken by the greatest surprise of all

The man who was short and elderly was gone, instead there stood a man many stories tall

"I've walked among you and your village for years my son. I've seen all you've done and shall do.

You've opened your heart to me and that's why you came, because you believed that I made you."

"You know I made the world and all that is in it, and you trust my book meant to encourage and uplift

That I am the ruler who loves and forgives, before you leave I have for you a special gift."

"You are a rather lonely young man I see," he said, "so I'm going to make you a lovely helpmeet."

He took some clay and shaped it into a graceful young lady, breathed life into her, and stood her on her feet.

"You will be her protector from now on." I called back to the great man "Thank you for everything!"

"Come see me again when you're ready to wed her!" he said. "As soon as you have for her a ring!"

So I carried my beloved that God made just for me, back down the hill on our way to our abode

In the middle of the village where we bespoke what we saw, God's workshop and the miracles he showed

Many a townsman disbelieved us, of what we saw on the hill, and others were uncertain at best

But we always knew that God having made us was true, as for this story I know He shall write the rest

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It was an honor to work on such a project, bro

Description
Sketch comm for

I had a blast creating this. Did my best to make something that suited his wonderful poem that along goes with it:

I walked along the streets through the town, a place looked down upon from a hill
That stood tall and was said to be where God lived, a man who made us all with will

Everyone was so busy, so no one bothered to see him, as they thought He was just a lie

But I was more curious, so I headed for the hill; I thought it was well worth a try

The hill was farther than it looked from the village, and the climb was thousands of feet

But I felt a yearning to see who was up there, and whoever lived there I intended to meet

To my bewilderment I saw an enormous door, which was the entrance to a sort of workshop

That stood taller than many men put together, anyone else would have been urged to stop

But I walked further still to this giant door, and proceeded to utter on it a knock

Before I could someone said "Welcome My good son." that took me by tremendous shock

I looked around behind me and there stood a man, who looked as humble and as plain as any

He said, "I was looking forward to your visit. In a while, I have not had very many."

"Who are you?" I said while regaining my breath. He said back to me "I'm the One."

"Creator of the Heavens and the Earth, haven't you heard? I made them no sooner said than done."

"Step into my workshop," the Man said, "You may just be in for a surprise."

Through the door we walked and before I knew it, I was met with things to amaze all eyes

There were thousand of books and tables, filled with schematics of people and animals no less

There were plants and minerals the Man said he had commissioned for this world to bless

There were models of the solar system, and skeletons as well as fleshes of man and beast

He said he used to make each and every one, as well as hairs which He knew every number in the least

And last but not least there was a corner, of this strange shop where the strangest of things lay

"This is where I make my most favorite of all creations" He said and produced a large lump of clay

"Do you mean to say you made all of this?" I asked with a feeling of wonder I cannot express

He replied, "This is where I design everything." with a smile that brought joy nothing could repress

"Why haven't others come to see you?" I said. He told me back "They wish to hide from me."

"Others love the world and its answers so much, they lost sight of who made it. Don't you see?"

As I turned to look at him once more, I was taken by the greatest surprise of all

The man who was short and elderly was gone, instead there stood a man many stories tall

"I've walked among you and your village for years my son. I've seen all you've done and shall do.

You've opened your heart to me and that's why you came, because you believed that I made you."

"You know I made the world and all that is in it, and you trust my book meant to encourage and uplift

That I am the ruler who loves and forgives, before you leave I have for you a special gift."

"You are a rather lonely young man I see," he said, "so I'm going to make you a lovely helpmeet."

He took some clay and shaped it into a graceful young lady, breathed life into her, and stood her on her feet.

"You will be her protector from now on." I called back to the great man "Thank you for everything!"

"Come see me again when you're ready to wed her!" he said. "As soon as you have for her a ring!"

So I carried my beloved that God made just for me, back down the hill on our way to our abode

In the middle of the village where we bespoke what we saw, God's workshop and the miracles he showed

Many a townsman disbelieved us, of what we saw on the hill, and others were uncertain at best

But we always knew that God having made us was true, as for this story I know He shall write the rest

poem by

It was an honor to work on such a project, bro