We bury ourselves in our cities
we swamp our souls in our busy-ness
we run over each other in our speed.
This is why we do not live,
why we do not know God.
God's home is not in the black and dingy.
His palace is better than concrete and steel.
He resides in the crystals of color.
He walks among the green pines
with flowers at His feet
of yellow, purple, and pink
under the deep blue sky.
God lives, He rejoices, He exalts
in the fresh beauty of life.
And He invites us.
The Savior stretches forth His hand
into our dead domain
to save us
to rescue us
to pull us out
into the natural beauty of life
where colors play
and flowers bloom
and animals frolic in joy.
The Resurrection and the Life
calls us from the dead
to live and grow with Him.