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Consequences

CONSEQUENCES

The closer grow the trees, they more contend
To reach t’ward sky and seek the Sun they crave
Competing yet makes harmony in blend
Like soaring columns of a gothic nave

The meadow grasses now above waste high
Among their reaching stems blue damsels reel
Wild oats and barley shelter butterfly 
And weave a downy carpet ‘cross the field

Could such Elysium arrive by chance
Of chemistry unthinkingly conceived
Or so, decreed by God to thus enhance
And bless the lives of all who may perceive

A plan that’s micro-managed in all sense?
Or splendid unintended consequence

[P.S. Or a bit of both]

Copyright © Geoffrey Brewer | Year Posted 2021

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Gershon Wolf Date: 7/8/2021 5:20:00 PM I think at this point in time, man has altered somewhat the original G-d - Man partnership. At this point, He creates; we plunder and destroy. Unfortunately. :) gw Login to Reply

Quoth Theraven Date: 7/3/2021 11:56:00 AM Geoffrey, Questions of divinity raised in this write. Answers left to be found in the tall meadow's sea of green or conifer's relentless climb. I like where your search took you in fourteen lines. -Richard Login to Reply Geoffrey Brewer Date: 7/5/2021 2:05:00 AM Thank you very much for your kind response, Richard

Joe Dimino Date: 7/3/2021 7:25:00 AM Great thoughts and sense in your splendidly crafted poem my friend. By chance? If so, it is only because, God's Chance for us all will always lead to the perfection of the-soul-of beauty. Nothing exists outside of God. While not predertermined, as puppets, predetermed as in having all the posibilities of His Onipotent Mind and Body, Our Source and His Projection. You are a great poet. Login to Reply Geoffrey Brewer Date: 7/5/2021 2:03:00 AM Many thanks for sharing your thoughts on this, Joe. Your comments are always very welcome. I am inclined to think that this world is the result of the Great Creator with ongoing laws of physics and nature, and delegation of the micro management to us (God within, rather than above).

Gary Radice Date: 6/29/2021 4:44:00 AM You've woven rhyme and flow with iambic pentameter into a wonderful sonnet Geoffrey that has made me think too -The consequence of which is: A superb poem! Cheers - Gary Login to Reply Geoffrey Brewer Date: 6/29/2021 1:51:00 PM Thank you for your kind and detailed comments, Gary