Analysis of God is a cowboy

They asked what he did,he said Wrangler,
the kind of one punches cows.
Not horses,or sheep,or chickens,
and especially no kind of sow's.
I like to set out on the prairie,
and watch sunset and all of it's colors.
Not saying,but feeling the feelings,
with cowpokes kind of like brothers.
With unspoken words shouting loudly,
at the end of a long tiresome day.
You nod at each other, not speaking,
there's nothing you really could say.
I think maybe God is a cowboy,
with really to much to do.
So he leaves all the cattle and sunsets,
to be enjoyed by me and by you.