thistles, thorns and thunderous things, like waterfalls and angel wings –

hints of heaven everywhere, we wait in wonder, not despair.

earthquakes quaking, volcanoes shaking,  wild geese gliding, formation breaking –

above the lake so deep, so wide, I cannot see the other side –

hurricanes howl – roaring lions prowl – while jungles full of feathered foul –

keep watch over secrets dark and deep, like where the crocodile goes to sleep –

mountains towering, flowers flowering –

song birds singing, cicadas ringing –

waves in rhythm ebbing and flowing – with the seasons’ coming and going –

stars twinkling, geysers gushing – dusk is coming, the whole world hushing

till owls and bats and bullfrogs rise –  while luna moths and fireflys – with magical mystery fill the skies –

crickets chirping, bullfrogs burping –

raccoons racing, salamanders slurping –

beavers building, foxes hunting –

there is food for all, no one goes wanting.

snow flakes flurrying, field mice scurrying, sand crabs burrowing –

hoot owls hoot, and screech owls screech,  sea gulls cry from every beach, while butterflies fly just out of reach –

bees buzzing, hummingbirds humming –

keeping time with creation’s drumming –

rain falling, rivers running –

eagles soaring, a sight so stunning –

even prairie dogs down below, pause to watch the eagles flow

across the sky and out of sight –

the elephant envies the birds their flight

and wonders what the view from there –

nothing beneath their wings but air.

oh world too wonderful for words –

from flying fish to swimming birds –

full of thistles, thorns and thunderous things, like waterfalls and angel wings

how fair then must heaven be?  I will just have to wait and see!

“How many are Your works, O Lord!  In wisdom You made them all; the earth is full of Your creatures.”   (Psalm 104:24)

“Through Him all things were made; without Him nothing was made that has been made.”   (John 1:3)

sincerely,       Grace Day