The Word is a Seed

The word is a seed, 

sown in beset heart 

that hears it. 

Give it water 

and work;

A bloom in the garden. 

Otherwise the seed 

Is dormant 

In gardens full of weeds.

Time and tears come.

We must work in the word;

Not abandon the dead. 

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