Nature's Healing

There goes the trees clapping their umpteen hands,

The water waves collapsing on each other,

The wind in an endless pursuit,

And the radiant sun, such a beaut.

Nature's healing,

My creator's perfect hands made healing for me.

Nature's therapy,

In the chaos and turmoil, my serenity.

There goes the viridescent grass waving its hands to say hello,

The cerulean sky vaguely concealed by the sun's magnificent yellow,

The silver rain splashing on in its beauty,

And the gentle breeze touring through my exquisite melanin skin.

Nature's healing,

My creator's perfect hands made healing for me.

Nature's therapy,

Amid uncertainty and confusion, my peace.

There goes the leaves quivering in excitement and wonder,

The flowers in their diversity making every summer day vibrant,

The silver-gray moon brightening the dark of the night,

And the dazzling stars in their infinity flattering the pure azure sky.

Nature's unique healing

Leaving me in awe of God's unfathomable artistry.

Bringing peace to my chaotic mind,

And soothing my anxious heart.