Nature Regarding Poem by Michael P. Johnson

Ere caterpillars come to die
They'll oft hang on a tree
Till pupa to a butterfly
God's handwork's plain to see

As a pupa selfless dying
On some old tree on earth
So Christ Jesus' crucifying
Leads to a second birth

But who has eyes to see love's story?
Ears to hear God tell?
Which sinner will rise to Glory
While countless burn in hell

Be no fly, unto a spider
No rat, unto a snake
Connect with the White Horse Rider
Today! Make no mistake

God, Creator of all that is
More than we understand
Will neither sleep, nor rest till His
Are all in Jesus' hand

Like an eagle, high in the air
On mountain top and tree
Daily search what Heaven will share
Through Christ completely free

Study nature, seeking to find
Study God's written book
Spirit thinking, open your mind
Regardless where you look

The Lord God, will always be there
Just as the bible states
Speak to Him now, offer a prayer
Learn what future awaits.....