Behold the Tree

Behold The Tree
...God's creation...

How wondrous to behold in time forgotten,
the streams and hills and valleys,
flowers grown in earth so deep and rich
with all the substance of life gone by;
and to behold this masterpiece for what it is –
God's gift to man, undeserving though he be.
I wonder with intense incredulity:
How can man look upon a tree and not see Thee!

Copyright © September 24, 2009 by Karen M. Crump

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(Prelude to the 4 stanzas)

How often we forget all time, when lone
Admiring nature's universal throne;
Her woods – her wilds – her mountains – the intense
Reply of HERS to OUR intelligence!

By Edgar Allan Poe

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