All man-made things are beautiful; 
A lot of talents found within; 
Some scientists have been so fruitful; 
Oh, what a fabric is muslin! 
But nothing beats Mother Nature! 
Her lap is full of lovelier things; 
Some mundane rife can enrapture; 
The forest beasts are more than kings.
Nature is handiwork of God; 
Her perfection is so matchless; 
Man’s feats compared seem rather odd; 
Nature bears things all so faultless; 
Yet, man is greatest from ones sod.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 19-06-2015                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Nature is handiwork of God; Her perfection is so matchless; .......Yes, her perfection is matchless. Very nicely envisioned. Excellent phraseology. A beautiful poem I like most. Thanks for sharing.