Treasure Island

Joy Lovelet Crawford

(December 8th 1963 / Montego Bay, St. James, Jamaica. W.I)

The discipline of nature


Nature is complete in itself
Its uniformity is systematic
As the progression is arithmetic
You listen to a child count 1.2.3
And you’ll experience the magic that I see
Not one dropp is out of place
Neither in direction nor density
To you it might seem odd
But everything is in place to please God
Its movement timely
It’s the discipline of nature.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 05, 2008
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