4.23.2017 POEM ON NATURE

TWENTY THIRD PSALM

508  beside still waters,
to lie, in pastures green...
but no, we go more often
where grass is seldom seen.
on super-ways, or sky-ways
on super-sonic planes;
we hunt in concrete jungles,
for small material gains;
promotion and preferment,
political intrigue,
resultant restless boredom,
frustration, and fatigue....
He leads beside still waters,
where pastures in the hollow
are green with living waters...
HE LEADS, but do we follow?
Dawn Finlay