Nature Poem by John G. Nelson

Happier‘re souls, healthier‘re morrow,
Jolly stars, it bids love in its shadows,
Friendly winds, it touches soft, gentle,
Roses smile in red, violets glow in purple.

Birds sing blues, cry out beautiful songs,
Heaven’s open its hands, praises lifelong,
For it exits for the praise of God not man,
Yet it smiles toward every flash and man.

In their hearts, natures sing and rejoice,
Not meriting human but bidding choices
And lifting hands in anger and in peace,
Causing fleshes to cry out, shout for grace.

Wonderful sun bids kindness by rising,
While the rain showers blessing by falling.
In love, the sea goes forth, hug the seashore
It’s Reasons nature bids knowledge to pore


04/01/2008 John G. Nelson