Nature’s not just a pretty face, you know

Nature’s not just a pretty face, you know;
there’s intellect in everything that grows.
Some might even say that it looks designed
but, in Nature’s form, I see Nature’s mind.

And what a mind it is, it’s truly stunning;
so artful, soulful; practical and cunning.
Just look at a spider web in the rain
then look up at all those bright stars again.

In all the flaxen fires that heaven kindles,
I see nature with her distaff and spindle;
see spinning wheels in spiral galaxies
and, all around me, Life’s bright tapestry.

A tapestry in which I am a thread;
joined to every bright star and rose of red
and, when I am gentle, loving and kind,
I'm part of the beauty of Nature’s mind.