The Creator Poem by Christian Eliab Ratnam

I used to enjoy my walks in the forest,
Among the lush greenery there,
Until I doubted the Maker of the leaves
And the fowls in the air.

I interviewed the birds,
Which just whistled at God’s wonder.
And looked at the leaves,
Which did proclaim their Designer.

Yet I doubted His glory,
And His divine authority,
Until I pondered again on the verdure,
Which made my vision clearer.

Now I delight in my walks in the forest,
Among the lush greenery there,
While I proclaim my great Maker,
And whistle with the fowls in the air!

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