Down by a babbling brook,
I sat.Watching as it rippled by,
I caught a glimpse of a shadow of
an eagle that soared the sky.

On the edge of the brook,
where I was sitting,
Were flowers that
nature had sewn.
Their reflection,
at the edge of the water,
Was enhanced by
the sunbeam that shown.

I was charmed by
the beauty around me.
The aura gave
my soul a repose.
I was closer to Eden
surrounding me,
And the fragrance
was perfume to my nose.

There's nothing as
beautiful as nature,
When you put her
in perspective of view.
For, God is the creator
of everything,
And nature is the
reflection of His hue.
Flower's bloom
most everywhere.

For the earth is,
God's garden, you know.
And His mystical
way of planting,
By the birds and the bees
and the wind, that sows.

The sun, clouds,
and rain nourish,
And the earth feeds the seed,
So all of God's creation
can live in harmony.
Even with the unwanted weed.