Acting Naturally

The wind and waves obey Him.
I ask for an explanation.

The skies proclaim the work of His hands.
I focus on my lack.

The lilies do not toil or spin.
I run in circles.

The rocks cry out in praise.
I’m more inclined to pout.

The sun knows its time for setting.
I overstay my welcome.

The trees yield their fruit in season.
I’d rather not wait.

My human nature doesn’t resemble nature at all. Oh, that it would.

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