The Seed

Posted on July 9, 2019 by Rachel D. Lyne

You planted a seed in me; eternal life’s voice.

Your essence cultivated; my soul does rejoice.

Nurtured forth with time,

Growing roots divine.

Sprouting, springing from confines of earth,

You call me Your own; I know my worth.

Days into years; sturdy You’ve made me

Branches spread wide, as if fed by the sea.

Able to bear the fruit of Spirit,

Thankful to the One who lovingly gives it.

©️Rachel D. Lyne

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About Rachel D. Lyne

Author of Faith-based Fiction ("The Tales of Rizalia Series") and Nonfiction ("The Apple - A Woman's Battle Plan: Overcoming Forbidden Fruit in Marriage"). Lyne is also an inspirational public speaker for women, youth, and writers' groups.
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