The Seed

June 7, 2009

It was too hard for the beaks to break,
so they spat it back out upon the ground
The roots spread out, sprang forth and draped
the rock, transformed it to an earthy mound
The sapling outgrew the weeds, unfazed
untroubled by of all that lay around
Abundantly more it produced that day,
His word returned with all the Found.

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