Nature’s Message
There is a God.
I hear it as nature cries.
I see it in the painted skies.
I see it in the flowering spring.
I hear it when the bird’s sing.
I see it stamped on hail and snow.
I see it when the streams flow.
I see it in the clouds that soar.
I hear it when the thunders roar.
I see it in the dancing trees.
I feel it in the cool breeze.
I see it when day turns night.
I see it in the morning light.
I see it in oceans that never drain.
I see it in the falling rain.
I see it in the green plants.
I see it in the busy ants.
I see it at the rising of the sun.
I see it in the day’s dawn.
I see it in the minion and mite.
I see it in the bird’s flight.
I see it in the colony of a bee hive.
I see it in the birth of a new life.
I feelโฆI knowโฆI can tellโฆ
There is God.
