Writing the glory
of nature
is sometimes hard
when oppressed
by her human
caretakers;
but inspiration
is a gift
from God
and can’t be repressed
by the mud-rakers;
so there’s no more worry
no more desperation—
The spiritual shift
can’t be banned.
No matter the trials and tribulations,
nature is about liberation;
and if this does not stand to reasons,
just check her annual seasons—
So let us write of the beauty of birds and bees
and the beauty of the flowers and towering trees.
Proliferating pregnant poetic minds are gifts from God
and today The Most High is stomping the poetic yard:
leaving footprints of rhythmic imagery to each chosen bard.