Fruit

The fruit will be born

It will come up

Though the preparation

Of the soil

Was dull

The planting, 

Arduous still,

The tending

Pruning 

Watering

Weeding

So many stages

In the waiting—

Don’t give up hope 

For the fruit

Don’t doubt its 

Spring

Its heyday 

Its most lush season

Even though you haven’t

Seen it yet

It will come

The other parts 

Of the prep

Are just as 

Important

For perennial

Health 

Longevity

Is what we’re after

Fruit for a lifetime

Is the plan.


“He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither— whatever they do prospers.”—Psalm 1:3

Previous
Previous

The Forgotten Tree–

Next
Next

More Love