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You Planted the Seed

An allegory of God’s Love

 

You planted the seed of Love in my heart
You watered it
You waited patiently

One day I broke through the ground
You sent the sun and rain

You watched over me
I continued to grow

Flowers appeared
You sent the bees and bugs to pollinate

Sometimes I fell ill
You tended me until I mended

You fertilized the barren soil of my heart

Fruit began to show
You fertilized my heart again

When the fruit was ripe
Others picked it
It was sweet and refreshing

Sometimes you would prune me
At first I was angry —
How could you hurt me that way?
But then I noticed:
After the pruning, I would bear more fruit

I grew older
There was less fruit now
But still good

Sometimes there was bad fruit
You returned it to the earth
To be transformed and to nourish other plants

Sometimes fruit fell to the ground
To begin new plants

I am old now
Dry and shriveled
Soon I will return to the earth

But the seeds that fell
Will continue to grow
Watered by Your Love

The Storm

A burst of tears fell,
Like rain after the threatening clouds.
There had been rumblings and flashings —
Groanings —
Like a woman giving birth.

I smiled at you,
But you did not smile back.
I gave you a flower,
But it fell unsniffed to the ground.

Fragrance Fair

Like lowly flower
Along a path —
Be glad

When you can give forth
Fragrance fair
When trod upon

What Is the Beauty?

What is the beauty in a flower?
What draws me to its fragrant bliss?
All I can think, and only this —
It praises Father every hour.

Why do the mountains call to me?
Why so majestic, bold, and grand?
They often tell me of His plan,
His might and power, His purpose grand.

Why does the ocean call to me?
Why crashing waves do beckon still?
Only because my Savior’s voice
Is hidden in their mighty power.

Why do I till and dig the earth?
Now planting seeds that will give birth?
Because the seed that once seemed dead
Will bring new life upon the earth.

Now every day He speaks to me
In seed and flower, in meadows bright.
Though blind and deaf I tend to be
His light and love will make me right.

Like the Beauty …

Rose pink and white

Like the beauty of a rose,
My heart unfolds.
The raindrops glistening in the sun
Tell stories of the past storm.

With thorns I may have pricked your hand;
I could not understand.

I hope the fragrance of my flower
Healed bleeding hand.

And when you plucked my rose so fair,
I could only lie there;
And let my beauty speak to you
Of love divine.

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