A Cycle of Blessing
Cast your bread upon the water,
You will find it in many days;
And seen by your son and daughter,
As a sign for changing their ways.
For you know the evil on earth,
And exactly what it will do;
As it preys on the young since birth,
Continuing a lifetime through.
If the clouds have been full of rain,
They will empty upon the earth;
If a tree falls, is it in vain,
Along with having any worth.
Sow no seed on a windy day,
For they will scatter as they leap;
If just watching clouds pass away,
A harvest you will never reap.
Your knowledge of the rain and wind,
Just like the growth of a child;
The same as when someone has sinned,
It will make them feel defiled.
So in the morning it is best,
To sow your seed into the ground,
And in the evening you will rest,
Knowing your harvest will abound.
Richard Newton Sherrer
Copyright ©2008 Richard Newton Sherrer
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