Nature

Nature

A Poem by The Philosopher's Notebook
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A philosophical sonnet about nature...

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Once I was walking in the path of life.
There I paused and stopped in order to see
Everything governed by creating-strife
Of those who have essence and have “to be”.
Bygone I saw the beauty which was there,
The goodness that transcends in all of this,
And the unity and truth anywhere
Which reason can’t feel and mind cannot seize.
Oh, blessed indeed is the creator
Who, by his love, had made and sustained them.
In nature, he bestowed on this splendor
But then, for us, it was being’s anthem.
     And now, nature’s memoir shall I treasure
     When justice on the Last Day shall measure

© 2008 The Philosopher's Notebook


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it made me feel like i was alone in the woods listening to nature, very awsome

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow! A good poem, and I like your style.
Pattimari

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I like the harmony you carve into words when referring to nature.
The part ,,Oh, blessed indeed is the creator,, is a little ,,too much,, in my opinion, perhaps you what to lose the ,,Oh,, and rephrase.

A.M.


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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My name is Keith, 19 yrs old from Cromwell, Connecticut... Likes to read books, play the flute, sing, compose sonnets and write essays (in short, artistic and creative)... Friendly and sweet... .. more..

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