“The rugged fallow ground under her feet seemed to her to be a symbol of faith — faith that winter would come and pass — the spring sun and rain would burst the seeds of wheat — and another summer would see the golden fields of waving grain. If she did not live to see them, they would be there just the same; and so life and nature had faith in its promise. That strange whisper was to Lenore the whisper of God.” GodDeathFaithBirthSeasonsEternityFarmingTimelessness Of Nature Book:The Desert of Wheat Source: The Desert of Wheat