We learn from Mother Nature's secret ways,
In transient life on earth, until we die;
We look upon the sky and tend to gaze
In wonder, asking God, the question, ‘why? '
God's universe does goad the human art
To soar to dizzy heights in lofty feats;
Nevertheless, it needs a mighty heart
To dance as per His will, divine tune, beats.
Yet, lazy fools, their talents, bury safe,
And live in somnolence, life's apathy;
They think life thus remains quite super-safe,
Incurring wrath of God, not sympathy!
All things could crash upon the earth some day,
Like stars that gleam so fixed in space, God's way!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-07-2014
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem