Roots and Fruits
A seed falls on the ground,
A symbol of God's Word unbound.
It withers away, no roots to hold,
If hearts are hard, and minds grow cold.
But when received with receptive soil,
It takes root deep, and makes us whole.
It informs and transforms, a dual grace,
Helping us grow in a holy place.
Fruitfulness depends on the heart's condition,
Not just the sowing, but the reception's vision.
Let's read, meditate, and apply with care,
For roots of faith must grow, to bear fruit to share.
No roots, no fruits, a truth so plain,
May our hearts be soil, where God's Word reigns.
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