The Back Porch (#3)

This exercise is from N.D. Wilson's blog (www.ndwilson.com); I'm imitating the master and becoming a thief. :P
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Half light and half shade, Half green and half blue. Half flat, half varied.  The view off the back porch is a dicotomy of color, of texture, of vibrant life and a barely obscured view into cool space.
  It's all a conspiracy, really. If it weren't for all this greenery producing all these gasses, we might be able to look straight into the heavens (and die in the process, but hey). Does it follow, then, that plants are jealous of the stars? One has the glory of creeping life, of death and rebirth, the other the glory of constant, unchanging light, sometimes invisible, but always present. Yet the leaves yearn for the touch of the sun, and bask in its warmth. The sun gives life, and receives nothing in return but the company of globular rocks hurtling around it in a timeless dance. How small these bushes are in comparison! And I am smaller still.
  The cool breeze fiddles with the tips of branches, setting vines swaying back and forth, animating life which does not move of its own accord.  We humans race about, constantly searching for something new, something to do, something to interest us and upon which to use our powers of intellect and imagination. The trees stand joyfully in place, pushing their roots further into the ground, reaching their branches toward the sky, ever stretching, ever increasing, pausing to drop their leaves, pushing out new buds once again. They are content in their glory, in their lot, their place. They know what they have been created to do. They give God glory by fulfulling His created purpose for them.

Make me like the trees of the field, Lord. Make me one who gives your glory by my very existence. May people look at me and say, "She declares the glories of God!"
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. . . Well, I think I sort of failed the exercise this morning, seeing as how I spent more time thinking about what I was seeing than just describing it physically. Maybe it counts anyway. :)