A terrain of solid earth is what I see.
Beautifully contoured with hills, valleys, caves, and ravines.
As light hits the surface, various hues of chocolate are reflected.
Glamorous is an understatement of the majestic bare landscape tapestry.
If this is just the exterior, then what really lies beneath?
Is it penetrable or is it concrete?
The only one who truly knows is the Manufacturer of such a masterpiece.
So I gazingly looked to Him and said, please percolate me.
Percolate me, until You are all I see in every fiber of my being.