A Vast Array of Color

The artistry born of your love

Spills out across the land,

Clothing autumn in grand display

As befits your command,

And stirring awe in mortal hearts

That barely understand

How you can hold that vast array

Of colors in your hand.

Even as the frost approaches,

When days turn dark and gray,

You bring forth your finest splendor

And place it on display

As a bright and rich reminder

That spring’s not far away;

There, beneath the snow’s stark blandness,

Still bides that vast array.

Genesis 2:1
Thus the heavens and the earth were completed in all their vast array.