The ancient trees from lava rock stand,

A fashion of splendor unto the land.


How do we doubt that God’s hand was there,

When upon this land our eyes do fare?


Does not all things prove His glory?

Have you stopped and pondered His creation story?


Marvel at the trees that raise to the sky,

What could be their reason for going so high?


They stand in awe before their Creator,

Never wondering “Who is greater?”


As a testament they stand,

To God’s created hand,


And even though branded by fire,

Their claim is for One much higher.


So search your heart and learn from these,

For God loves you more than ancient trees.


Ancient Trees by Ronhales                                                                                                                                                     Psalm 92:12

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