In the winter of the soul, head bowed with grief, arms raised in surrender.
The texture uncovered in the cold and barren season.
Beauty found in the fragility.
Strength found in the roots.
Hope found in the waiting for spring.
“…to comfort all who mourn,
and provide for those who grieve in Zion—
to bestow on them a crown of beauty
instead of ashes,
the oil of joy
instead of mourning,
and a garment of praise
instead of a spirit of despair.”
1 thought on “Reflections in Nature”
One of my favorite passage of scripture. Will never look at dried hydrangea flowers the same again! Beautiful!