Today, I dictated a poem by Edgar A. Guest to my daughter. He is my favorite poet...I have lived so many of his words. The poem we used today is entitled "Creation." This stanza I love:
Man writes his loftiest thoughts in words,
And builds with brick and stone.
But dreams of butterflies and birds
Belong to God alone.
How magnificent is God for creating an Earth filled with beauty. Who else could have thought to make a bird or a butterfly. And not just one kind, but a myriad of species in a rainbow of colors. If ever we doubt the mercy of God, we only need stop and notice the beauty He put in nature. Thank you, Mr. Guest, for this well worded thought.