Gardeners of the Son of Man

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem of how our thoughts could damage or help others without ever a second thought.

Submitted: December 23, 2007

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The seeds of thought comes in infinite shades and dimensions
Depths that climbs down the endless stairway of hell
Depths that climbs up into the endless stairway of heaven
Spoke from the lips of imperfect humans
Sowing words of dementia or love to forever keep

Planted in the minds of others
Where it grows or festers long after they had left our lives
Long after we have forgotten them
For the pattern of the thought still vibrates within
Stirring up into our dreams

The sower took some soil to keep
Gardeners of the Son of Man
Where is the fruits we seek
Carried off by the reapers of man


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