The beauty you sow
in sand
may only seem destined to fail
those seeds so small
so frail
as they fall from your trembling hand
may seem so futile
when faced with the force of that faithless wind
but as the storm begins to boil
over on the horizon of fear
and bitter tears fertilize that barren soil
life is born in the dirt of darkness
a light dawns in the heart of the hopeless
and through faith, a solitary flower
blooms where there was once only emptiness
through struggle, an entire of field is painted in color
where things once looked dry and colorless
we see an entire canvas of grace
growing from the tiny words
the half forgotten deeds
planted in love
…your seeds…


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