Summer Grasses

Summer Grasses

Graceful summer grasses 
lift plumed 
wheat-colored heads 
above January's 
glistening drifts. 

Quiescent reminders of 
life and beauty, 
having grown 
in proper season, 
they linger in delicate display 
long after warmth 
and light decline. 

Together, they stand tall 
waiting and waving 
with dignity - 
finally to die away. 

Then, there, beneath the earth, 
unseen forces gather strength, 
to burst forth 
at the appointed time 
into resurrection life, 
new, green, 
vibrant, and 
full of vigor. 
- Nancy Spiegelberg 

Photo and text © 2002 Nancy Spiegelberg

I know that my Redeemer lives, and that in the end he will stand upon the earth. 
And after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God; 
I myself will see him with my own eyes–I, and not another. 
How my heart yearns within me! 
Job 19:25-27 NIV 
© 1968 - 2001 Nancy Spiegelberg All Rights Reserved

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