I find it almost impossible
to see beauty in dying.
Over the past several years,
precious friends lives were snatched away
by cancer's unmerciful grasp.
precious friends lives were snatched away
by cancer's unmerciful grasp.
I find no beauty in that!
Yet, somehow,
God is able to see beauty
in everything. To cause beauty
to bloom from the unlikely.
To even burst forth beauty
from the grave!
Autumn reminds of beauty in dying...
leaves glowing,
showing off,
dazzling us
with their blazing colors,
dazzling us
with their blazing colors,
during their last days
before they let go,
twirling, gently to the ground.
before they let go,
twirling, gently to the ground.
© Copyright 2014 Marie Nease
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