Sonnet: The Drumstick-Tree’s Growth

Look how the drumstick grows in length each day! It goes so fast as if our eyes can know; The fruit though small, grows long in Nature’s way, And in a few days time, ’tis stick-like, oh! Incredible it looks when fully grown, From such a small flower, its present size; God’s marvel makes man appear like a clown, And yet, man will not agree God is wise. The bees and butterflies too play their role; Seeking nectar, they transfer pollen grains; What umptine fruits cover the tree-like pole! The lengthy fruits hang down like giant canes! The drumstick tree shows God’s work at its best; How much more wonderful, He’s done the rest!