I was given a seed OR the difficult recipe for fruit

“Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.” John 12:24

Two seeds
Two deaths
Two chances for new life
Two mournings toward two mornings
if first, she makes it through this night

–this winter
the looks of a lifeless stump
the future she remembers
a future’s cooling embers

like a phoenix from ashes?! she asks Him,
can it rise again?
like a thunderbird, won’t You make rain fall
and turn this barren land to bear that fruit?

of all she’d hoped could be.

And God answered:

Son of man, can these bones live? I asked Ezekiel
in the valley years ago
o Lord God, you know, my servant answered
and life from death, I sowed

I am the God that harvests, where no, I did not plant.
I am the God of dead bones rising.
I am the God of never-spent.

Maybe dear, his heart will change.
But maybe yours will too.

Let this seed I gave you die then
to bear the life I hope for you.

Let the seeds I gave you die, dear.
Close your eyes, dear.
Please, let me transform you.

Two seeds
Two deaths
Two chances for new life
Two mournings toward two mornings
if first, she makes it through the night.

Copyright © 2020 A.M. Wilsonne

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