Seeds

Seeds

Call no one on earth father

And serve all with fervor

For the good seeds have been sown

By only the true Sower

Your ego be it diminished

Your spirit now tired

Don’t let the birds take your food

Your seeds for your good

Listen to The Word

Heed Him your Lord

Those seeds in the path grab them

Those you might want to hoard

Learn to avoid the weeds in life

Thorns that cause you true strife

Bear your crosses with humility

Else all will end wickedly

Listen to only your true Father

He alone is truly Wiser

Become good soil that tames the weather

And produces fruit beyond all measure

This is where you must strive to be

The fertile field to a glorious eternity

With the Angels and Saints singing gloriously

In Heaven with your Father eternally

Amen

JFFIII 1/28/26