Your infinite love, wisdom and mercy, surrounds me. Your creation- a feast for the eyes. No replication can match its perfect placement. The Divine Creator, a master artist. The priceless perfection of your pen. You said, "Be." And we became. We've forgotten you- but, how so? When we reside inside your masterpiece. Each branch and corresponding leaf, just so. Each body and soul connected, no mistake. How can we deny Your signs? Each one perfectly placed within our reach for reflection. If this is dunya, then what is Jannah? I want a taste of the penultimate masterpiece. Is it surreal, abstract, realist, or expressive? Did any man come close enough to boast? Did anyone's masterpiece compete?