(Written on the shore of Lake Michigan, May 14, 1980.)

Last year's beach grass:

    bent,
    bowed,
    bleached to beige,
    blown southward.

This years:

    green,
    growing,
    graceful, life-filled curves
    all-directions.

The contrast inspires me (is me):

    down-broken vs. up-flowing,
    dusty neutral vs. vibrant emerald,
    hiss-scratching vs. silk-rubbing,
    sun-browning vs. cool-greening.

And all from the same center:

    contrast,
    cycles,
    beauty,
    life,
    death,

Life.

Text and image © 2025 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.
Visit The60SecondSabbath.com, where spirit and image merge.