Psalm 2014:7


What’s in a Leaf for Life?

You bud to life in spring.
As with life you’re cool and clean,
A lovely, tender green.

What’s in a leaf for life?
Enough green to make hearts sing
Of God and His everything!

What’s in a leaf in Fall?
When by red and orange tis blushed;
When by rain its rustlings hushed?

Were a leaf to think,
Would he ever know
That God rules all below?

Were a leaf to choose,
Would he still choose death
That he might give breath

To another leave in Spring?
A leaf as lovely still as him
To bud, as he, on yonder limb

To catch my roving eye
Next Spring to yonder bough?
Will I wonder again, as now?

Suppose he’s thinking now,
Of men in life
And all their hurried strife.

Is he, like I, wondering
Why men here on earth
Have so little regard
For men of fellow birth?

Does he ever ask his fellow leaf,
“Will men ever learn to think?
Will man, at his troubles wink?”

Will  he, the face of God discern;
And being soothed by me, sing
Of God and His everything?

Of His works for men on earth?”
But leaves don’t act that way,
Only our imaginations play.

They live together, though as we,
But still they have no strife.
So, what is in a leaf for life?

A leaf lives only to give –
Give food, give life, give shade,
Give repose to the lovely meadow glade,

And calmness to beast and bird.
And to man, gives rest
Where he can think his best.

Think of God, and man
Of man and strife …
Of what’s in a leaf for life.

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