|'GRASS ROOTS' From Visual Counterpoint|
'The days of man are but as grass: ...'*
Tread softly on the grass that grows under your feet,
Feel the blades slip between your open toes,
Let the dew wash away all lingering fears,
Trace the path through the meadow that compassion shows.
Look once and once again on where you have trod,
Learn from past errors then lift your eyes,
Far beyond the earth that holds your roots firm,
Into the unknown and the wide blue skies.
'For look how high the heaven is in comparison of the earth'*
'Look how wide also the east is from the west'*
|'LOOK ONCE AND ONCE AGAIN' From Visual Counterpoint|
For as soon as the wind goeth over it, it is gone: and the place therof shall know it no more.' *
*Psalm 103, v. 11
Best wishes to everyone for a happy holiday.