I worship the trees and the birds
They are churches and the priests
Telling that I pray in vain
They are being destroy by the g-dless
And so-called Christains
But I pray anyway because there's a g-d
I see them in a child's face
And hear it in a voice singing verses
Of hymns, ancient and comforting
I hear the birds sing their arias
And the swaying trees
As leaves fall unto the wet soil
The rain echoes my prayer
For the earth to renew itself
Then, watch the daffodils break through
And worshipping the sun's spring
Beautifully heart touching! .. Beautifully inspiring! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++++++++
Absolutely breath taking! .. This holds more beauty than i can say! ..
A wonderful prayer for the Earth, LeeAnn. Heartfelt and straightforward write and shows your great faith in God.
Loved it LeeAnn. " trees and the birds …. are churches and the priests ". Great revelation, dear poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simply glorious...... thanks for sharing this poem....