Grass

From dirt rising
Thin, frail
Striving for a light
Unreachable
Stretch, grow
Drink, light
Bend
Wind thrashing
Stand, hold
Fade, cold
Wither
Away
Deep
Remain, remain
Hidden
Remain, remain
Rise
Thin, frail
Together

Written 2014. Inspired partially by Isaiah 40:6-8… “….All flesh is grass, and all its beauty is like the flower of the field. The grass withers, the flower fades, when the breath of the Lord blows on it; surely the people are grass. The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever.”

faith, freestyle, nature, very short, non-rhyming