Nature Needs Me Not

Hello. I am God.

I walk through the forest of trees I did not plant,
And flowers 
I did not seed.

They grow nonetheless.

There is the grass 
I do not cut,
And the sapling 
I do not tend.

In spite of me, they live.

The river flows
Though a path I did not carve,
And moss grows
On stones I did not place,

They exist without me.

The sun rises 
Without my word,
And grass grows
Without my touch.

I am not necessary.

No shovels,
No mulch,
No sod,

In this hallowed place,
That needs no god.


 

 

Reviews

[Plexiglass]

This is a really nice poem. It is understated and controlled, and very astute in getting its point across without preaching it. I really liked it and I thought it had a good flow and good progression.