Is It Nature Or Is It God? Poem by Marilyn Lott

Is it nature or is it God?
Because we see it all around
High up in the trees
The birds tweet precious sounds.

The seasons, oh so lovely
Each one different every year
The sights are simply wonderful
I love the sounds I hear.

Autumn Geese are honking
Heading south today
If I asked exact destinations
I wonder what they’d say.

Winter is ‘round the corner
The snow is building up
Fireplaces are sizzling
Sweet hot cocoa in the cup.

Springtime, I hear it calling
I love that warm sweet sound
Little buds are forming
Crocuses on the ground.

Summertime is next of course
A lazy time it seems
Folks are lying in a hammock
Eyes closed with summer dreams.

My friend, what do you think?
Is it God who makes things change?
Or is simply Mother Nature
Who decides to re-arrange?