#371 England's Northern Dale Poem by Jimmie Arrington

How does the wind know to blow,
Know when to gust or gale?
How does the grass know to grow
Within England's northern dale?

How do the clouds know to storm,
To fluff, to wisp, to fade?
How do the leaves know to form,
To change, to fall or shade?

How does the ocean know to flow,
To surf, to wave, to tide?
How do the stars know to glow,
To twinkle, to shine or hide?

How does the moon know to sail,
Majestically, bright and low?
How does Earth keep spinning without fail?
Only because He wills it so.