Posts Tagged ‘nature’

But Who?

jigsaw-its-still-puzzling-meDazzling beauty greets us

as we lift our gaze

to grandest mountains,

watching soft clouds drift

across a sapphire sky,

as a great hawk soars overhead.

But who is the artist?

 

Symphonic sounds rise together,

piercing the silence

of the morning light,

heralding joyous life,

a bird-song of movement,

and natural melodies.

But who writes the music?

 

Minute creatures crawl the ground,

slither and creep around

on tiny stomachs and legs,

weaving their silken webs,

or trailing silvery lines

in fine precision.

But who is their designer?

 

In intricacy or grandeur,

in whispers, or roaring waves,

the microscopic, the gigantic,

tiny feelers, or highest peaks,

all is in order,

all follows a plan.

There is One who oversees it all.

 

The jigsaw is fitted together,

so nothing is out of its place,

each piece the design of the Maker,

fashioned in detail by His hands

to take its place

in the glorious world,

sustained by His wisdom and care.

 

The mystery of the beginning,

the puzzle of how things will end,

in the hands of the loving Creator,

are ordered, secure and sure,

in His big plan

for all of time.

The puzzle is complete.

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Dandenongs Forest

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Green is not a single colour
Its myriad shades forest the hills,
thicken the valleys.
Statuesque white trunked gums, grey-green,
knock knees with dark-hued myrtles 
and ragged dogwoods.
Tree-ferns fountain their fronds
from knobbly brown-black trunks.
This is the forest.
This is tranquility. 

Somewhere water babbles.
Tiny birds converse and call
in timbred whistles.
Strident cockatoos cry and circle,
as a distant kookaburra chuckles.
Breezes tickle the leaves.
Branches sigh their gentle mirth 
as treetops sway in dance
against the cloudless sky.
Movement and song.
This is a symphony.
  © Ellen Carr 2016
photo credit: <a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/7327719@N06/25988487590″>Pigeon Mountain – yesterday</a> via <a href=”http://photopin.com”>photopin</a&gt; <a href=”https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/”>(license)</a&gt;
 
 

 

The thrill of surprise

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I’m watching two wattle birds swoop down to splash,

taking turns in the fish pond, in a quick dash,

then perching to shake themselves, on the deck rail,

feathers now fluffy – head, wing and tail.

Their choice of a bath place, I didn’t expect.

My custom-made birdbath they chose to reject.

And by my front door in camellia bush nest,

are three tiny sparrows, my scarce-hidden guests.

Such public nesting, so easy to spy,

where everyday traffic passes close by,

is not what’s expected in avian care,

I’d expect sparrow parents to house them elsewhere.

Oh, the creatures of nature don’t always conform

to our expectations, to our sense of norm.

They make creature choices, they find their own ways,

co-existing with humans, they brighten our days.

What a joy God’s creation, its myriad forms.

What a marvel the way every creature performs.

In the pattern and order, the thrill of surprise,

in delights unexpected, our Creator’s so wise.

Copyright © Ellen Carr 2013