Master
Master
spoke before
creation began
Crafting seeds to birth each plan,
Including the universe and little Man.
Walnut seeds sprout trees and embryos sprout you and me
In our Master’s grand design, He seeded us free will to love or not.
Crafted by the Masters’ Man are ideas which will bless well or serve us ill.
Plant your ideas by the Living Waters and let them grow and thrive
Bless your neighbors as yourself in good soil what you plant
Avoiding seeds of tares and forbidden fruit
That health and joy shall flourish
Body and soul fed
The Master
Well-served.
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