Nature's Lesson Poem by Irene C S ClarkHogg
Nature's Lesson
Is it a god who speaks my name
Through the thunder in the sky?
Are there gods who are waging war
In a great battle up on high?
Is that the sound of gunfire,
The flash of weapons that I see
As lightning, streaking across the heavens
Then hurtling down to strike a tree?
Man, in his arrogance, claims to rule
This world. Oh, he is blind.
I raise my face to torrential rain,
Am deafened by the howling wind.
How feeble is the voice of man
When Mother Nature beats her drum
To summon the elemental majesty,
Showing this puny race what can be done.
Nature's revenge and rewards depends on human race...Mother earth's beauty lays in our own hands....10+ Thanks for sharing, Cate
Irene, you captured the storm perfectly. I love storms and I also marvel at how great nature is. There is so much more than just the human race in this great planet and you just served up a reminder here. Enjoyed. HG: -) xx
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5/4/2024 1:49:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This poem reminds man of the significance of nature.... God must have been very considerate why the tree and not man does the lighting hits when it strikes the earth! A 10.