The soil is good for the soul,
A gift of life, both deep and whole.
With gentle hands, we sow and reap,
Harvesting blessings rich and deep.

The food it gives, so pure, so true,
Feeds the body, mind, and spirit too.
Golden grains and fruits so sweet,
A feast of love in every seed.

The rain may fall, the sun may shine,
But nature’s touch is most divine.
With every root and sprouting vine,
God’s own mercy intertwines.

So tend the earth with patient grace,
And you will find a sacred place.
For in the soil, both strong and free,
Lies the breath of eternity.

MarkWaldrop