Winter Poem

It is quite interesting that God made phenomenal nature.
The winter, the trees;
the cold that kills them, the snow that freezes them,
the vehicles that move making echoed
and sad noises through the park.

How does God, through just colors, make an emotion?
Perhaps, the 'Creator' composed the attractive scenery,
but we the feeling?
The atmosphere of nature gives the sentiment of quiet calmness like the snow itself.
The Snow,
quietly and peacefully does the job that God sent him to do:
Spread his chill.
Or does the Snow do this job in angriness and bitterness,
for he does not want to hurt the Tree?
Is he really hurting?
Maybe not, for the winter is just part of a code,
a cycle that nature has to follow.

But these days it is different;
problems of the world change the code of nature.
The snow is melting, while the trees are disappearing.
Did God have these days in his plans?