THE HARVEST

The planting of the seeds of life

The tilling of the land.

The sowing of ones destiny

Part of the Farmers plan

The seasons of the harvest,

The crops that all do reap,

Based upon what they do grow

The bales of worth they keep.

The Eternal Plough in motion,

As each one turns their fate

With the handle of the Universe

Part of the Cosmic state

And through the 'winter' of your life,

You'll see as was foretold,

The crop that stands so robustly,

Is a radiant field of Gold.

Received from Gideon By Topaz©