Life

We fight it don't we?  When things happen that are beyond our control, we seek answers in our own minuscule repertoire.  In truth, the answers or solutions that we seek are usually beyond our pay grade. Politicians ask us to fund great programs that will allow government to design solutions that will protect us for eons. What fools.  I wrote this poem in response to their call for World Governance as the answer to all men's problems.  My bible says in Matthew 6:33 "But seek ye first the Kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things shall be added unto you."

Life

Whatever month you choose,

the world will turn

and tilt as seasons cycle

in their scripted course.

As vapors come and go

from land and sea,

so may some life forms

as they have through

eons past.

Snow falls when temperatures

dip low,

and rain, where temperate

climate reigns.

And floods, whenever God allows.

The score of nature is

not ours to tweak.

And lightning burns

the forest for a reason.

Our world is still in flux

and changing,

as all of life

is here but for a season.

The deserts shift to

fruited plains.

The sea becomes dry land.

But not one change

on this old earth

was wrought by man’s

own hand.

Creatures come and go,

but not because some bell

has rung.

The shepherd does

the best he can.

But in the end

it’s up to God.

Not man.

Dennis Price