Greener

By Andrew R. Duckworth

After a day’s hard rain,
Against the dry and dead,
In comes the life to gain,
Natural waters for the flowerbed.

The yellowed grass turns green,
And the wilted becomes sturdy,
A sight, since summer, unseen,
Made clean from the dirty.

Like mana rained down,
God sends good health,
Sustaining all the ground,
Providing nutrient wealth.

Like rising after death,
The plants have life again,
And dance within God’s breath
That spoke all life begin.