Monday, October 3, 2011


Like scattered seeds are the scattered hearts
 Like summers heat are the blisters from

 A life of not knowing who planted us here
 A life of not knowing why no water is near

 Unscatter us that we might grow
 Water us that we might know

 When unquenched desire arises within
 When our strive to live is growing thin

 Give us a place to rest our feet
 Give us the courage to take our seat

 On dusty trails where no love is found
 Provide your will to make the ground

 That has no stones to throw without
 First looking at the weeds come out 

 Our withered hearts that need to know
 The planter who desires his seeds may grow 

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