The garden
It's where we first came to life
The Father's hands
Had planted seeds,
Stooped down,
Gathered soil
Then Yahweh breathed
Slowly, deeply
On our knees
We tend to harvest
And remember
In September
And the fall
The call
To gather in the garden
There we reap
A bounty of good-ness,
Taste and savour
Giving thanks
For the Lord's
Abundant favour
---
Autumn 2014
It's where we first came to life
The Father's hands
Had planted seeds,
Stooped down,
Gathered soil
Then Yahweh breathed
Slowly, deeply
On our knees
We tend to harvest
And remember
In September
And the fall
The call
To gather in the garden
There we reap
A bounty of good-ness,
Taste and savour
Giving thanks
For the Lord's
Abundant favour
---
Autumn 2014
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