The Seed
I wanted to write something blessed
I wanted to write something kind
I needed to write about visions
Revealed by God’s perfect Christ Mind
I wanted my readers to flourish
On words lifted up by the wise
I needed to seek out truth seekers
And hoped to enlighten their eyes
I prayed for the Father to guide me
And keep me from making mistakes
To fill up the hunger inside me
Unto His disciple ship’s sake
In time I became Father’s writer
The keeper of Precepts and such
And learned how to be Father’s fighter
Scribing words I now cherish so much
John Christopher
1989
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