I took a walk among the forest pines
To be alone, away from all mankind,
To listen to the sound of nothingness,
And leave my doubts and worries far behind.
And as I wandered ’neath a maple maid,
I breathed into my lungs the virgin air,
Unspoiled as of yet, so full with scents
Of spicy hemlock, with a piney flair.
I sat upon a rotten log of grey
And bathed my toes in autumn’s shining dew,
On which my two appendages reclined,
As sunshine’s rays enlightened all my view.
A while I sat in silence pondering,

In the east, gold sunbeams rise;
In the west, they fade away.
Hues of magic roam the skies
At break of morn, at death of day.

For such it is in life so full
Of thorns and roses, each in turn
Brings beauty to a hungry soul
If one has eyes to seek and learn.

A little creature wanders by, is watched by gleaming eyes,
It stumbles on a sticky strand that brings its quick demise.
A flash of black, then ugly fangs are pointed at the prey
A spider full of cunning stealth, his meal he won’t delay.
And yet I wonder what would be if you and I would try
To see those creepy spiders through a different set of eyes.
If we looked for beauty and intelligent design,
Then maybe all those spiders we’d no longer undermine.

Lightning flashes across the sky,
Thunder rumbles a lullaby;
Soft and deep, very sweet and low,
Wind hums along, breathy and slow.
Tree branches gently dip and sway;
Waltzing the moonlit night away.
Raindrops kissing the cool night air,
Stars twinkling with light-beams fair.
Rustic theatre sets the scene
For a concert and play serene.
Handiwork of a mighty Lord:
A musical you can afford.

Penny Gullan and Peter Cranston, both professors of evolution, ecology, and genetics, are the authors of the latest edition of a widely-used college entomology textbook entitled, "The Insects: An Outline of Entomology". These two evolutionists begin the third chapter with this statement: "The dissected open body of an insect is a complex and compact masterpiece of functional design."

Lunge
Slide
Join

I lunge towards those red and gold--
The corpses of those leaves so old
As I lunge, my pink shoe peeks
Playing peek-a-boo with spiky green.

I slide and pull those sticky leaves
Off the mattress of spiky green
Crunching, crackling towards me
Still I glide ‘till a pile I see.

They join together; for I am told:
For as boy meets girl; red meets gold.
Swish-tish, swish-tish – ah, that sound!
Surely soon, will they all become one.

Catching dragonflies can be great fun, and is very simple too. There are many different reasons to catch them. Some people do it to take pictures, while others do it to observe the insects’ behavior. There is one important rule, though, that should be followed: be extremely careful not to harm the dragonfly. Remember, God told us to take dominion over His creation, which means we are caretakers, not destroyers.

Several tools are needed for catching dragonflies:

Hi everyone, here is a debate I had online via MSN Instant Messenger about 6 months ago with an evolutionist named Keith. The only modification to the debate has been to fix a few spelling errors.  I realise that a few spots will be hard to follow because of the way MSN is used, but most of it is easily followable. It kind of seems to start off in the middle of a discussion and the reason is because we had had a debate the previous day, and this debate was a continuation of it. Unfortunately I had not saved the first debate. So, here it is, enjoy and comment!