A poem dealing with the outer beauty in the world and the inner beauty within. |
When I stand still and see the mountains Rivers, trees, waterfalls and fountains I see the creation of God’s hands Acknowledge all that is our lands Awesome pyramids, a mystery to unfold Wonders of the world still untold All who lives in the water Beauteous creatures work of the potter You should stand beneath a tree Think on how it came to be Reaching for the sky To it’s creator on high All kinds of leaves dressed in green Changing colours adorned in splendid scene It’s home to the animals who make their nest Gathering food and storing the rest Look upon the people of the earth Diverse in colour who have given birth To this our great nation One of God’s fair creation When you look upon the beautiful ones Do you see their inner parts how it runs But then the homely is despised For lack of beauty and never prized Stand at the edge of a sunny shore Look at the calm, beauteous sea forevermore On grey and gloomy days beauty is found In the midst where stormy, turbulent winds abound The wind roars with a terrible voice across the sea Tossing waves violently breaking up to be free Storm clouds gather racing over the sea Tumbling together to meet their destiny Consider the ants and their ways Blessed with wisdom to fulfill her days They reap that which they have sown Building a city where beauty is known Study the bees drawn to the flowers They gather to make honey with their powers To feed their queen And a world unseen So much beauty in God’s creation His handiwork spread throughout the nation We are made in the image of our creator Admire the beauty of our originator How can man compare To our creator who is all aware How can you look upon beauty And not see all created amazingly Copyright C. Minter-Parks 11/09/04 |