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Which is the bliss of solitude;   is full of God's promises: “Can a mother
                                                                                          And then my heart with pleasure fills,  forget the baby at her breast and have no
                                                                                          And dances with the daffodils.”   compassion on the child she has borne?
                                                                                                                            Though she may forget, I will not forget
                                                                                           Don't  we  feel  the  same,  when  we   you!  See,  I  have  engraved  you  on  the
                                                                                        happen  to  see  something  beautiful   palms of my hands; your walls are ever
                                                                                        around us? Hence, John Keats, another   before Me.” (Isaiah 49:15-16) God never
                                                                                        famous  poet  in  his  poem  “Endymion”   wants us to be unhappy; on the other
                                                                                        says: “A thing of beauty is a                 hand, He wants us to trust in
                                                                                        joy forever.”                                 His  unfailing  love,  cast  our
                                                                                                                                      burdens on Him and listen
                                                                                           God  communicates  to                      to His gentle voice echoing
                                                                                        man through nature. Every                     through  nature.  John
                                                                                        sight and sound, sense and                    Masefield, a popular English
                                                                                        smell  tell  us  of  God's  un-               poet thus beautifully sums
                                                                                        conditional  love  for  man-                  up in his poem “Laugh and
                                                                                        kind.  Amidst  our  chaotic                   be Merry”:
                                                                                        life on earth, nature serves
                                 “Then God looked over all He had made, and             as a source of solace to us;
                                                                                        it gives us joy and assuran-
                                 He saw that it was very good!” (Genesis 1: 31)
                                                                                        ce and silently declares His promise to      “Laugh and be merry:
                                                                                        provide for us. Luke 12: 27-28 says: “Look      remember, in olden time.
                                                                                        at  the  lilies  and  how  they  grow.  They   God made Heaven and Earth for joy
                                                                                        don't work or make their clothing, yet      He took in a rhyme,
         We  all  marvel  at  the  splendor  of   As a professor of English Literature, I
      God's creation. The glorious sunrise, the   mostly teach subjects related to nature,   Solomon in all his glory was not dressed   Made them, and filled them full with
      twittering birds, the smiling flowers, the   beauty and love. All of these are gifted to   as  beautifully  as  they  are.  And  if  God      the strong red wine of His mirth
      mesmerizing woods, the gentle breeze,   us by God and He expects us to cherish    cares so wonderfully for flowers that are   The splendid joy of the stars:
      tides on the seashore, the colored sky   these  gifts  and  thank  and  praise  Him   here  today  and  thrown  into  the  fire      the joy of the earth.
      during  sunset,  the  mountains  and   each day. Whenever I teach a poem or a     tomorrow, he will certainly care for you.
      valleys… every little thing, great or small   literary piece that talks about nature, I   Why  do  you  have  so  little  faith?”  A   So we must laugh and drink from
      around us proclaim the magnificence of   wonder  at  the  brilliance  of  God's   simple wildflower stands as a testimony      the deep blue cup of the sky,
      His divine wisdom and creativity. God so   creation because every poet talks of how   of God's love! When we start worrying   Join the jubilant song of the
      loved the world that He wanted it to be   nature  has  influenced  his  life  in  many   about tomorrow, the Bible says: “Look at      great stars sweeping by,
      crowned  with  beauty,  brimming  with   ways.  William  Wordsworth,  the  much-  the birds of the air; they do not sow or   Laugh, and battle, and work, and
      life.                              loved British poet in his popular poem “I      reap or store away in barns, and yet your      drink of the wine outpoured
                                         Wandered Lonely as a Cloud” happens to         heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not   In the dear green earth,
                                         see  a  meadow  filled  with  beautiful        much more valuable than they? Can any      the sign of the joy of the Lord.”
                                         yellow daffodils. He admires the beauty        one of you by worrying add a single hour
                                         of those flowers and once he goes back         to your life?” (Matthew 6: 26-27)
                                         home,  he  muses  on  how  the  sight  of
                                         these  flowers  affect  him  in  a  positive      When nature trusts the love of God
                                         way. He says:                                  blindly, why don't we humans trust His
                                           “For oft, when on my couch I lie             might? Why do we worry, doubt, fret and
                                           In vacant or in pensive mood,                fear? He has engraved us in His palm; He   Dr. Evangeline Esther David
                                           They flash upon that inward eye              collects our tears in His bottle. The Bible   Assistant Professor of English, Lady Doak College, Madurai
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