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