Denounce plastic. Don't laminate the earth!

What is it in nature,
Though conquered, many a ways,
Keeps drawing us, may be as a preacher?
To deliver a sermon by her subtle chimes.

We create wonders,
Truly remarkable, the way nature concedes,
Is it not in our neo cultures,
To respect her, relinquish our dastardly greeds?

She glistens, she shines, her patience will seldom abate,
Showering relentless magic on our creations,
We see her as a certificate, feeling the need to laminate,
Instead, nurture her with care, fond adulations.

Hills are always inviting,
What a spectacle she weaves with light and mist!
We put a chalet, a church or a chateau to add grandeur?
Look at the divine, adding her spell, behold the splendour!

Is this the sermon she is trying to preach?
She is the supreme, whatever we beseech!