don't wanna live there
frozen tundra
Godforsaken--
though believers
good Bereans
might say
and they'd be right
it's the Fall.
It's the Flood.
Yet a blanket for the soil
warming seeds within
a whisper to the fruit trees
don't bud before your time
nature's mulch
poor man's fertilizer
for the crops only this land
this place
can produce.
If the fallen earth
displays such beauty
what of the beauty
of unspoiled creation?
What of the beauty
of our God?
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