The Greener Grass: An Observation and a Question

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The saying goes that on the other side it’s greener, at least to the cows that extend their necks gingerly between the barbed strands to reach it as if it was the sweetest grass anywhere.

I don’t know about you, but to me it looks like the same old grass on either side.

But I have seen greener grass.

In the spring instead of raining, every day was sunny. As the rainless days crept on, the usual explosion of leaves was slowed, and then as if in stop-action time-lapse seemed to freeze in mid-burst, their development arrested by lack of water.

It was as if all the plants were holding their breath.

In the wetland the swamp grasses remained brown and brittle. Finally a chance spark of lightning or steel wheels on rails - or perhaps a carelessly tossed cigarette – ignited. In a moment the acres between the train tracks and the receded river were left charred. The few small trees that made their life among the grasses stood like black skeletons anchored in the black, bare mud.

After rain fell, new swamp grasses sprouted and began to grow. Unlike previous years there was no tangle of dead ancestors to fight through. It was as if the earth was new and this grass was the first grass ever.

The green of this grass was unlike any green I had ever seen – rich and vibrant and filled to overflowing with life, as if swamp grass were created for the first time that day. The brightness of the green was augmented by the background of black, so that each blade seemed to stand out.

Now the grass is tall. Where it meets the old grass that grew amid its customary litter of previous generations, it is like a seam between green carpets each of a slightly different shade. The new grass has retained its more vivid hue, thrusting up triumphantly from the scorched earth.

The grass is not greener on the other side of the fence. The grass is greener that grows out of earth cleansed by fire.

What message does the Universe bring by this?

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kj force 4 years ago from Florida

Tom Rubenoff...Mother Earth has figured out how to survive by turning death into new birth..the new grasses using the nutrients of decomposition from the old...and..the rains are loaded with nitrogen, which is why grass is always greener( as is the water) after rain vs. regular water..I learned this from taking an agricultural course offered in our farm community..loved your hub, great observation, awesome photos..enjoyed the read...thumbs up..


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Tom Rubenoff 4 years ago from United States Author

Thank you, KJ! She is so good at it! It seems like such a powerful metaphor to me - death of the old makes the new come in more vibrantly and stronger. Interesting. Thanks again!


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lmmartin 4 years ago from Alberta and Florida

Out of destruction, new life. Is this a ray of hope for all of us?


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always exploring 4 years ago from Southern Illinois

There's always something among the coals that stands tall. a reminder, new birth will always arrive after the death, it's enevitable...


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Tom Rubenoff 4 years ago from United States Author

A ray of hope - kind of like the rainbow. Thank you, Lmmartin!

A reminder of new life after destruction. Thank you, Ruby!


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Kulsum Mehmood 4 years ago from Nagpur, India

Life and death, death and life.....this is the law of nature. New life comes after death and it is bountiful. Old must make way for the young. And young shoots are greener and full of life. Nice hub and beautiful photos.


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Tom Rubenoff 4 years ago from United States Author

The cycle of life and the old making way for the new. Thank you, Kulsum!


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QudsiaP1 4 years ago

The idea in my opinion is how man/woman seems to eternally want something he/she does not have and when he/she acquires it the need for something else arises.


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Tom Rubenoff 4 years ago from United States Author

True, Qudsia! Desire often prevents us from seeing the value, beauty and joy in what we already have. Thank you!

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