Grass is amazing. The history of grass is interesting in how it helped civilizations and nature evolve.

 

It became an important way for tilling the land and creating excellent crops. Grass offered food for wildlife and domesticated animals. Grass grew back even when the challenges seemed impossible.

 

I want to introduce you to a poem that comes from the point of view of nature.

 

The title of the Poem is: GRASS by Carl Sandburg, copyright 1918.

 

The poem reads:

Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo

Shovel them under and let me work

I am the grass

I cover all

 

And pile them high at Gettysburg

And pile them high at Ypres and Verdien

Shovel them under and let me work

 

Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the

Conductor:

 

What place is this?

Where are we now?

I am the grass.

Let me work.

 

There are many interpretations.  My favorite is: Grass has the job of unifying the earth.

 

Welcome to Garland Park and this beautiful photo of grass that is blown in many different directions. As you can see, the grass is “one”.

 

Lesson:  God’s love comes in many ways to heal, and nature is a lasting pathway.