As It Was Meant to Be
Sitting on the stump of a tree
I look about me, and what do I see?
God’s pathway to nature’s delight,
a place from which I would not flee.
Spiraled columns crowned in green
give shade on a Spring's warm day
a lulling to my ancient soul
from beauty I pray I do not stray
For here in this glorious unspoiled land
we feel God's nurturing breath
guided towards His holy creations
upon His Earth and all that beneath.
I'll sit a while longer than I should
for it's not often we are allowed to see
the nautral beauty of what was created
our world as it was meant be.
© Jackie (Micke) Jinks, Spring 2008
Love this poem and that picture ( I am a tree - hugger and proud of it) it's such a blessing!
A keeper for me this treasure will be!
Write On!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple Lady Shexooo
STay Positive!
STay STrong!
God's beauty is in so many unplanned places!Amen!
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Regis
we feel God's nurturing breath
At least some of us do, Micke, and I think we are the fortunate ones.
A lovely poem and picture!
Excellent call for change and to return nature to its former glory; we must do our part!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(
Be always safe,
Karen
And you describe it so well
Thank You Jackie
Love & Peace
William