LIFE
by Peter Deuel
1956 (age 16)

When I see those pine trees oh so high
Stretching up to reach the sky,
I no longer wonder at the mystery--
God's creation of you and me.
 
Life, and death so often feared
Is by nature so beautifully cleared;
When one observes the leaves in fall
There is no solemn deathly pall
But a brightness and color that means but one thing
That life is restored, the following spring.
 
Death is not the end of all
Yet just the close of a glorious fall
To be followed as soon as one's faith has been sought
By that eternal spring which for us God has wrought.
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