A barren land 

An endless space of nothingness

Earth and sky.

Swallowed up, fearful of the emptiness.

A breath of wind, stirs the surface.

Rain falls, dampening the ground.

Broken rock glistens, 

Stones, gravel shimmer

The bare ground softens.

Greening with mosses and lichens

Seeds soften, split, shoot.

Life grows in unseen cracks

Creeps, spreads.

Roots down and springs up.

Genesis happens.

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Author: Judith Russenberger

Environmentalist and theologian, with husband and three grown up children plus one cat, living in London SW14. I enjoy running and drinking coffee - ideally with a friend or a book.

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