The Harmony of Nature

Drip, drip falls the rain cluttering on the rock mountain seeping through the plain collecting in the fountain And the breeze is fine whistling through the pine wiping the pine leaves a shine whipping branches into line And long are the shadows giving shade to the sparrows stretching over shallow fallows patterning mellowing hollows Does it really matter Whether its weather ....or its finite climate All is the beauty of God’s creation The harmony of nature