13 Mar

Thusly is the kingdom of God,scatteredseed
says He.
A man scatters seed on the earth.

So much of earth
this kingdom of heaven.

And then he sleeps
and then he wakes
and there was evening
and there was morning

It matters not.

The seed sprouts and grows
on its own
without his aid
or cheering
or coaxing
or coddling
or coercing.

The earth finds a way
though we miss it for the most part
and all our fidgiting and fixing fixations
finally impart and impede


Earth comes.
Seed yields stalk
stalk yields kernel
kernel yields grain.
Unstoppable progression.

Despite us.
Life comes



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