The Nature Of Nature Poem by Denis Martindale

The Nature Of Nature



While some equate God with Nature, God only has a throne,
Deserving of the Creator and more than Man has known…
Since Nature has no thought at all, no choice, it just exists,
No claims to work a miracle, no arms, no legs, no fists…
It has no heart, it has no lungs, no spirit and no soul,
No face, no lips, not even tongues, nor hopes of self-control…
It merely has a role to play within God's Universe…
It doesn't care each time we pray to bless us or to curse…
Yet Jesus calmed the storm that rose and raised some from the dead,
Forgiving those He called His foes to show God's love instead.
Though Nature formed the Cross of Christ it couldn't die for me…
Nor prove itself as highly prized because of Calvary…
When Easter comes and Man reflects, Christ only shines like gold…
What is this truth that Man respects? The greatest story ever told…


Denis Martindale April 2020.

The Nature Of Nature
Wednesday, April 1, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: creation,easter,forgiveness,god,gospel,heaven,holy spirit,jesus,nature,universe
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