Friday 21 October 2016

Nature's Calling

Nature's Calling

Come heed don't lock yourself away nature's calling
You'll learn to plant trust in the Master Gardner
Like autumn leaves the hands of time are falling

As you plow through life you will need a pardner
To pluck out sin fear and doubt it takes such toil
You'll learn to plant trust in the Master Gardner

Do not let wild winds plant bad seeds in good soil
From the joyless ashes fresh growth sprouts anew
To pluck out sin fear and doubt it takes such toil

You'll have to wait for resources to renew
After brokenness new life grows from within
From the joyless ashes fresh growth sprouts anew

Rivers flow mountains move though we're born to sin
It's not too late to let love change your nature
After brokenness new life grows from within

Seek His love for it is a seed to nurture
It's not too late to let love change your nature
Like autumn leaves the hands of time are falling
Come heed don't lock yourself away nature's calling

*Part of the poem I almost wrote: 'Expressive Nature' Nature is calling...Nature is crying...nature is screaming...Where will we be when nature is silent. But it ground to a halt. At least I didn't go with my very first thought. 'the call of nature? When I was a kid that meant a euphemism for needing to go to the bathroom...'*    

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful terzanelle!

    Visiting from October Poetry Writing Month.

    Secret Summoning - A Terzanelle of Call to Tell

    We're on the home stretch for the October challenge!

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