The Beautiful Wild. Poem by duke perry abrokwa

The breath of the fresh air as I stay up in the beautiful wild.
The sound of the trees as the wind blows it softly.
The whispers of the birds as it sings of his glory.
The magical glow at night of a million fireflies.
Like the sparkling stars above
it tells the wondrous hands.

The beautiful color changes
as the chameleon try to blend in.
The impressive voice of the exotic parrot as it repeats and echos my laughter.

As the day approaches
the wild birds spread it wings wide as it flaps it up and down in flocks they go.
As the hawks soars above the flying birds the eagles soar above the hawk
The Lord soars above we all..

The mighty lion roar with deep voice that awake the hair on my skin.
Just to announce the presence of our King.

The butterflies in it beauty as it shows off it well design fore wing
And some transparent hind wing.
It's beautiful like the ladybugs,
the warmth of the sun as it shimmer on my skin.
As I wake up in the wild.

Nature tells of his beauty
Beauty tells of creativity
Creativity tells of A creator
A creator screams of intelligent.
Intelligent which screams 'God! .'