Seeds in people

To change someone is to reap what you sow
since a seed's sown so small, subtle, secret

and the distant fruits to bear unimaginable
from a fantasy fiction for fools


but virtuous grace can sustain the mission
and with it, the harvest; self-sustaining

can be the boast of beauty, bountiful
like it was destined to be


but disregard through desertion, disfigurement
is destined for deserved disappointment

wilting, thirsty, ugly as it idles
in a wasteland void of spirit


because the seeds in people are holy
like the child in the womb nurtured

and like a father's anticipation through it
the seeds must pervade our future