My Seed of Faith

If a seed grows in time
to a life giving vine. 

Then
my seed of faith can be
without mistake.

I should have known,  
everything takes time
to grow. 

There are groans
of growing pain. The rain 
must come to water us deep,
before we set of doing good 
deeds.

I was just staring to hard.
Expectantly waiting for
something marvellous to happen
too fast.
 
I shall read
over this poem, let the words
ring true. Somehow in this
moment  I've come to grasps
with the truth. Remember this
and stay true.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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