The Grass Withers

The Grass Withers

Hey little mist,
don’t you know, don’t you know
you’re only here for a little today.
The sun’s comin’ up
and within the hour
it’ll burn you all away.

Hey little leaf,
don’t you know, don’t you know
your green won’t last too long.
Autumn’s comin’ fast
with its oranges and its reds;
soon you’ll be crunched and gone.

Hey little grass,
don’t you know, don’t you know
it won’t always be sunshiny weather.
The frost’s gonna come
and the cold snap’s approaching—
not a month before you wither.

Hey little book,
don’t you know, don’t you know
paper crumbles and all inks fade.
Though nature wears you down
and they try to burn you up,
your words are here to stay.


This one’s inspired by James 4:13-17 and Isaiah 40:6-8:

“Now listen, you who say, ‘Today or tomorrow we will go to this or that city, spend a year there, carry on business and make money.’  Why, you do not even know what will happen tomorrow.  What is your life?  You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes.  Instead, you ought to say, ‘If it is the Lord’s will, we will live and do this or that.’  As it is, you boast and brag.  All such boasting is evil.  Anyone, then, who knows the good he ought to do and doesn’t do it, sins.”

“All men are like grass, and all their glory is like the flowers of the field.  The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them.  Surely the people are grass.  The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever.”

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I'm an author and a teacher exploring the world and the stories and ideas it holds.
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