Seeds of Life

A seed lies dormant in its place Content to rest before the race And in its time, it will rise high Peek thru the ground, toward the sky Foundation laid with roots and limb Both trees and flowers, leaf and stem It blooms, to come in colors bright Shine forth each day, then rest by night. The seed’s the same for all mankind Twill bloom and die, but do not mind It is the joy while we are here That makes each moment, Oh so dear! We are like flowers in this land Allowed to bloom by Gods own hand And when your final days are spent When eyes are dull, and bodies bent Know that you will once again bloom In Gods own brilliant garden room Where souls will rest, and peace abound And seeds of life again be found!