Bow Down Poem by david Kettler

The trees bow their branches
To the growing weight
The cocoon bows
To the butterfly…
and its impending fate

The seed bows to the soil
New life springs from death
Finality bows to reincarnation
Of that which gives it breath

Wrong bows to right
It has and always will
Death bows to life
Back then and even still

The clouds bow to the sun
And soon evaporate
All of nature bows
To the One who created…
Making all things great

The sun bows its head
To the brilliance of the stars
The planets parade in line…
Yes…even Mars!

The branches bow in reverence
The tree reaches high
The earth spins its tall tales
Far beneath the sky