Nature Succeeds Where Man Fails Poem by Dr John Celes

What seeds, I threw
across the window, grew
as custard apple saplings, fast,
surprising all who came and looked aghast
and wondered how miraculous things could happen thus!

The seeds within the bird-droppings
Find domes and steeples, gopurams,
To grow so well that people often ask,
‘Can plants grow without soil and only rain,
Deriving nutrition from merely air? ’

Yet, farmers till the ground until
Forehead sweat falls and rain and sun
Can’t germinate the seeds sown well,
As tears fill eyes as crops don’t grow:
‘O God, they cry, why are we so unblessed? ’

At times, man may not reap what he may sow,
Until God-blessed, allowed by God;
He knows what, when, how much to give
Each person, as he well deserves:
God’s words decide our labour’s fruit.

Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-10-11