What is in a blade of grass?
That simple, slender wisp of green.
What nature's secret makes it grow?
What miracle unknown, unseen?
From tiny seed too small to hold,
Or born a distance by the wind,
Nurtured by the sun and rain
'Til anchored in the earth again.
Sprouting, growing, taking root.
Reaching out to kiss the sky.
Ever changing with the seasons;
Desperate not to die.
What is in a blade of grass?
Life.
Life.
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