These writings
If one sees Raku
If one hears
The words
That're shared
On a podcast true
Father let all be for
The glory of You.
You told me
Not to despise
small beginings
And put me to the test
So I keep simply
Doing for you
Trusting
You'll handle the rest
I think of the forest so
Lush and green
Florishing all around
And then
Am reminded
Of the life in one seed
The glory that abounds
What an honor
To speak to the one
To walk with one
And point one to the Way
The Truth and Life
In any form or way
Seeing a life
Transformed as clay.
A row of corn
One seed at a time
Planted in the field
Just not GMO
Each ear holds more
Abundant seed
To plant and grow
some more
Father how You
Knock me to
The floor!!!!!!