Gen 1:11 And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so.
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Emergence
by: Joni Zipp
What’s this I see beneath the snow
ever so green and lush
stately blades of grass I glimpse
with sun-dripped grains of blush.
The buds are beginning to burst
right forth from branches bare.
Soon will be an abundance of leaves
with twigs and arms to spare.
The fields are dancing with life right now
the squirrels they run and play.
Scampering about from tree to tree,
enjoying the expanded day.
Approaching are the winds of Spring,
the season will emerge.
The final day of death occurs
when mind and soul converge.
What’s this I see beneath the snow
ever so green and lush
stately blades of grass I glimpse
with sun-dripped grains of blush.
The buds are beginning to burst
right forth from branches bare.
Soon will be an abundance of leaves
with twigs and arms to spare.
The fields are dancing with life right now
the squirrels they run and play.
Scampering about from tree to tree,
enjoying the expanded day.
Approaching are the winds of Spring,
the season will emerge.
The final day of death occurs
when mind and soul converge.
3 comments:
Very nice, Joni, I love the way you paint with words.
Thanks honey. I want you to see through my eyes. *smiles* & *hugs*
Exactly how I fee each spring -- emerging. How exciting. I LOVE the spring.
Wonderful imagery!
Take care,
June
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