AMAZING GRACE

Might you remember when
That grass was but
A seed beneath the earth
 
An innocent in unlocked form
An unknown code and
​​Tightly bedded
Hidden well from any storm

And yet, twas storm released
And cracked the core
Empowered life to raise the
spore
And brought the sun to fusion
green
Call up the shoot to grow and
dream 

Divine the forces all at work,
to raise a fragile thing from
dirt with no more than a new
spring song, to egg it
On and On and On

A fine young blade
To take its place in fine
 green field...
Amazing Grace

But now to know and look
about and see it's number
flaunt and mass, an
undulating emerald rise,
emboldened pride to sky blue
sky

And who can say when
pointless came, to see it's
number all the same, in
replicas of all that's gone and
all to come from seeds not
born
The purpose just in purpose
not
The point of all...to end and
rot
To flourish in a sameness day
Till all the greenness fades
and fades... away

Amazing... Grace...

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