Reverence To Nature Poem by Philip Carter

Reverence To Nature



The tall trees are waving gently
But the wave is not for me
They are in tune with nature
And the breeze she sends to the world
They do not resist her soft touch
They just go the way she sends them
They bow in reverence to her power
For they know, If she gets angry
From her body, their roots will be ripped
And they will be left, prone and dying
As a warning to others
So fight not with nature
Her allies outnumber you
Better to show reverence
And within her loving arms
She will protect and nurture
So you can grow tall and strong
And like the trees, feel her soft breath
Caress you gently as only a mother can.

Wednesday, June 26, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
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