Closest to Creator

I hear creation whispers the loudest,

When immersed in the rivers and marshlands.

Rustling leaves from the canopy of the

Earth’s lungs,

humble yet mighty forests,

Cannot fathom the articulate networks

Of the fellowship of trees.

Breaking bread & sends prayers throughout root systems.

Community watch as they signal dangers,

Like society back in the 90s & previous

Societies.

When neighbours cared to look after

One another.

Detailed to perfection,

Every living & non-living play a part

Of a masterpiece that haven’t been

Full decoded.

Remove a piece from nature’s chessboard

Is fool’s play.

Refusal of taking heed to not respect

Creation unspoken rules,

Leads to the gates of gnashing of teeth,

An inferno that will never cease,

Until it purifies everything that brings

Harm to its veins…