Posted in fall, God's Kingdom, nature, poem, uncategorized, tagged AK, “nearly rounds, Chandalar River, Creator in His infinite variety, curving inclines, egg-shapes, flowing lines, God, God made slight bends, Middle Fork, ovals, west bank on September 18, 2011|
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God formed hills with curving inclines, [1]
He likes ovals, egg-shapes, and “nearly rounds.”
God made slight bends and flowing lines,
He created “almost flats” and sloping grounds.
Man tries, by human contrast,
To make a perfectly straight string.
Right angles stick to him (too fast)
A wobble is a hated, ugly thing.
A straight line is man’s necessity,
Making it plumb and level too.
The Creator in His infinite variety,
Finds no new curve “hard” to do.
God, in surest sovereignty and might,
Makes His world full of slight bends.
But He made His prime creature’s sight,
To see perfection in parallel ends.
– eab, 9/15/06
[1] Penned on the west bank, Middle Fork,Chandalar River,AK.
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Posted in heaven, nature, poem, uncategorized, tagged Alaska, Alaskan stream, awkwardly pointing to the sky, blend of black gray and green, Chandalar River, great old age, Middle Fork, POINTED TREES, seedling to youth, west bank, wind’s sad cry on September 17, 2011|
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To humanly count the pointed trees, [1]
Guarding just one cool, Alaskan stream,
Could take a life-time, if you please,
(And t’would be a nightmare – not a dream).
Trees are there whom no man has yet seen,
All awkwardly pointing to the sky,
An odd blend of black, gray, and green,
Silent, except for the wind’s sad cry.
From seedling to youth, to great old age,
They stand rooted in the northern sod,
Of wonders they’re just one more page,
Mute life, glorifying their high God.
– eab,9/16/06
[1] Written on west bank, Middle Fork of the Chandalar River, in Alaska.
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