In Nature

When in spring the flowers bloom
The blossoms help me see
That Yah can cause His love and truth
To blossom deep in me

When I see the blades of grass
Each different, yet the same
I see that, though unique, we all
Are made to praise His Name

When I see some old, gray sticks
Aflame in smoky haze
I ask, “Please burn my mortal self
with passion for Your ways!”

When I see the mighty trees
That once were nuts, I see
That He can take my tiny self
And use me mightily

When I see the animals
Whom Yah creates and feeds
I know that if He cares for them
He cares for all my needs

When I see the dawning sun
I think about His light
That always shines and never leaves
In any dreadful night

When I see the stars above
I know He named them all
And, yes, He also knows my name
And hears me when I call

When I see the glowing moon
I know that it is true
That He Who guides the moon through space
Will guide me onward too

When I see the sky above
I know that I shall be
With Him Who made the whole wide world
For all eternity

Faith Williams
I am a seventeen-year-old girl who loves to write, especially fiction. I write many stories and poems. I usually have a moral or lesson behind my writings, for I hope these stories and poems, which Yehovah (God) helped me to write, will glorify Him as I share them on this blog. Welcome to my blog and I hope you enjoy your stay!

3 Comments

  1. Another lovely poem by Faith Williams! 😊

    He is omnipresent… and your poem reminds us that He is seen in all of His creation!

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