My visit to Lake Bonny Park/ Nature Poem

You were here before me,

Created before I,

Intricately designed.

What was once raw and untouched,

Standing still,

Only to moved by the wind or the hand of God himself.

Now, is cut down, moved, transplanted,

You, who used to cover the earth,

Now must be preserved.

Yet even still, when moved or transplanted,

It cannot take away your beauty.

I listen to hear the raindrops fall.

It’s not a downpour, so I must listen closely.

My ears are overtaken by sound, but not what I would expect.

A siren from a nearby street, the engine of a grounds keeper’s mower,

A school bus filled with kids wanting to be home.

They do not understand you, your beauty.

Maybe one day they will.

I believe we will never know you like you were,

When you started.

When, at first, God created you,

So still, so beautiful.

I went to Lake Bonny Park for this field trip; I stayed there for at least 45 minutes.  It was a little gloomy outside, and had been raining, so I ended up sitting underneath the covering where the picnic tables are. What I noticed more than nature was the collision between nature and civilization.  There was a siren that passed by, the whole time I was there, there was a man mowing the lawn, so I heard the roar of the lawnmower while trying to focus on nature. It was not the most conducive environment for focusing on this assignment.  I ended up going with Seth and the conversation we had was probably the most influential part of my experience.  We talked about our favorite things about home, the difference between his home in Alaska and my home in Kansas.  Each differs in landscape and scenery, but it was good to reflect on the fact that there is beauty in both places.  I feel it is important to remember that wherever you are, you should focus on how God made that area uniquely beautiful.