Poem: Weather

“For as the soil makes the sprout come up and a garden causes seeds to grow, so the Sovereign Lord will make righteousness and praise spring up before all nations.” Isaiah 61:11 (NIV)

“All people are like grass, and all their faithfulness is like the flowers of the field. The grass withers and the flowers fall, because the breath of the Lord blows on them. Surely the people are grass. The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever.” Isaiah 40:6-8 (NIV)

Weather
by Lori Dortch

Weather watching
Whether you know
What kind is light or dark
Their benefits into the ground they go
Their looks are far apart

Sun day 
Son day 
What do you love? 
Shining on me 
And on the leaves 
I look on you above 

Rain day 
Reign day
What do you do? 
Watering my seeds
Planted in/by me
Sprouting, singing truth

Bear in me the fruits of Your seeds
So I can grow in might
Maketh me sing asweet
The words that you put in my sight