PAD Challenge day 22: Write a nature poem.
For Thee, Dear Tree
For Thee, Dear Bud
For Thee, Dear Seed
For Thee, Dear Bird
For Thee, Dear Lord...
For thee, dear tree that spreads thy root-webbed skein
Beneath our feet, to drink from darksome spring
While overhead thy leafy mezzanine
Spills shadow-rooms fit for beggar and king
For thee, dear bud, that cups a wondrous loom
Where none can witness nature’s steadfast law
Until thy broken seal reveals the bloom
And steals our breath, ten-thousand times, with awe
For thee, dear seed, of grand potential
A miracle within a speck-sized brood
Yet, from these origins so miniscule
A feast unfolds; earth’s table groans with food
For thee, dear bird and brook and butterfly
And buzzing bee in petal-portico
For hills and plains that roll out to the sky
In tides of green and gold and indigo
For Thee, dear Lord, that didst entrust earth’s heart
To be cared for and tended by mankind
I humbly vow to try to do my part
To labour well, with future-kin in mind
© Janet Martin
And they were calling to one another:
"Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory."
The earth is the LORD'S, and the fulness thereof;
the world, and they that dwell therein.