The
Contrasts of Life
The trees of fall stand branch to branch,
They guard each house I pass;
The silhouettes change as the leaves give way
Fast falling on the grass.
Their brightness overwhelms me now
But the trunks more clearly show;
Each day that comes make me more aware
This beauty is soon to go.
So the more I see the darkness
In contrast to the leaves
The more brilliant their color seems
And it's a loss my heart does grieve.
Come spring the verdant green will bud
On every branch and limb
And all we'll see is the velvety lush
Hiding the trunks so dim.
Life is like that, with days of beauty;
Not a cloud in the sky can be seen;
The lushness of pleasure overwhelms our senses;
To our eyes everything appears green.
But when times of sorrow o'ertake us
And our spirits sink so low,
We remember that life demands contrasts
To allow the beauty to show.
The trees of fall stand branch to branch,
They guard each house I pass;
The silhouettes change as the leaves give way
Fast falling on the grass.
Their brightness overwhelms me now
But the trunks more clearly show;
Each day that comes make me more aware
This beauty is soon to go.
So the more I see the darkness
In contrast to the leaves
The more brilliant their color seems
And it's a loss my heart does grieve.
Come spring the verdant green will bud
On every branch and limb
And all we'll see is the velvety lush
Hiding the trunks so dim.
Life is like that, with days of beauty;
Not a cloud in the sky can be seen;
The lushness of pleasure overwhelms our senses;
To our eyes everything appears green.
But when times of sorrow o'ertake us
And our spirits sink so low,
We remember that life demands contrasts
To allow the beauty to show.
Written
November 2, 2002
by Joan Rowden Hart with deep appreciation to the classmates of my LHS
classmate e-group for making me aware of this truth.
Copyright
2002
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