the beauty of nature

This seems to be the week for reading old poems and deciding to post them on my blog. In some of my spare time since I have been on break, I have been going through my old writings. Many of them are old and not very good, but a few I thought might be worth sharing with you. The following one is similar the previous one I posted in that it is a very irregular poem about my observations of nature. I wrote this one while sitting in my yard a couple years ago and looking up at the moon. I hope you enjoy it! Feel free to comment!

The clouds in their simplicity

Set us wondering all the day

The moon in its cool magnificence

Guards us through the night

The sun in its royal splendor

Awakes us to see each morning, bright

And guides us all the day

The seas are a picture of stillness

And in their shimmering beauty

They set us into peaceful reflection

The trees with their tall stature

Make us feel strong and bold

And let us see immortality in their

Look, both young and old

And in the mighty wind

Whispered and forgotten stories are told

The stars are perfect diamonds

That never fade, or grow old and die

And are the ladies in waiting

By their magnificent moon queen’s side

The rain is falling jewels that appear

As young fairies in their tinkling dance

And, by watching for very long,

Can set you into a wishful trance

But even in all this they but reflect

A small portion of their Creator’s beauty,

Wonder, magnificence, splendor, and awe

How can we not praise to the Creator then

For giving us this glorious creation

To ponder and to love