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It will surely come
growing in ways mysterious
unknowable, how the seed
becomes the grain
hidden first underground
then in the hidden work
within the living tissue
roots deeper in the rich soil,
body growing upward, upright
yearning heavenward, skyward
inevitably growing, in its season
harvest when ripe, at once
when it is time
when the seed has become
the ripe grain

June 6, 2007 6:00am
Mark 5:26-29

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