Father Of The Seeds

Upon the rolling hillsides,
beneath the drifting breeze,
in creaking scented greenwoods
with whisper spoken speech,
cross meadows sleek and oiled,
on trails from field to sea,
the heart imbibes connection
to Jehovah and his seeds.

 

With sovereign heavenly power
his flight path rides the wind
from golden grass to rivers
he causes seeds to blend
with pollen threads of vision
committed to extend
his spreading through the offing
the kindred of his hand.

 

The past imbued with annals
of old distorted times
the future full of promise
and everlasting life
where he provides tommorrow
beyond the evil crimes
forever grand and flawless
with the light of truth divine.

 

God's pure life giving waters
flow freely from his source
to honest hearted seekers
of his just rich reward.
In truth and love they press on
discreet and faithful slave
through his first son Christ Jesus
they vindicate his name.

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J M's picture

Well! This is nothing but excellence!!!!!!!!! beautiful title, I might add ;-)

Melvin  Lee's picture

Hi Eric... wat struck me about this..is the powerful imagery in each line. Renee was absolutely right to rave about the magic in each of them....cos it's simply lovely....a true piece of fine art i say~!> Smilesz. I like the 3rd stanza best....very evoking ... I am going to read more from u now...SMilesz. :p

hawksquaw99's picture

Eric... this one is just wonderful... each line was just perfect... excellent... I am glad that I took the time to read this one... just before I close my eyes and drift off into sleepy land... take care and have a wonderful day.... may the poetry angels smile on the hand that holds your pen.... Renee'