The Lord made a seed within the universe. It was a place
called the earth. A tiny seed of creation. To fill all with an
eternal plan. We are all part of the workings. To make a
space where we can rest. To have a home in eternal life.
Never to die, but only to explore the beyond.
A family of GOD, was created to fill a void of a heart so
great. Yet, we ponder our fate. Only to find, we are running
late. The son will return, to free us all of late. Our place will
fill all space. Onward in prayer, we go to find our place.
Call to all, to follow our way. Into creation we go, with an
unbridled faith.
You write so much truth and wisdom in your poems and you express it with so much flowing grace, each poem is a blessing.10++++++
a pleasant read and penned thoughtfully, thanks and keep it up.
This was so great that a family of GOD was created to fill a void of a heart., as this is today. Soul is seed and God is father. We have unbroken trust on him. An excellent poem is shared.10
galloping words that sooths the readers' souls. mark 10 shan
We ponder our fate only to find we're running late... i love that(: Great poem so deep
Wooow powerful words and i appreciate everything being said in this poem as i go church myself
He is the Eternal Seed. Brilliant! Read my poem, The Seed, different. LOve your poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are the Long Island desciple sowing the seeds of God worthy poem indeed regards uavaniceday