Looking for Life in the Garden

 
There is no flower on the
zucchini--I guess there will be
no more fruit.
It is time to put the garden to
bed, as Margaret says.

Fruit only comes in the right season
and we are not to be always producing.
there is stillness,
rest, tearing out,
covering up (mulch helps).
There is quiet, it is cooler
and less sun to see by day.

But the days are no shorter,
we still have the alloted 24 hours,
same time, just
a different direction defined
by deeper chores
putting down roots in the soil
of the Word.
Searching for living water
(no more drinks from the hose--
ever ready)
but putting forth the effort
to savor draughts from that well--
that is the work of the winter
months to come.

drinking deep in the darkening
days,
waiting through winter
to Spring.

Comments

  1. smiles...there is a season for everything...and not bearing fruit in one season does not mean that work is not taking place where we can not see it...

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    1. Thanks Brian for stopping by. It's time for the invisible work.......yes, finding water, putting down roots.Deeper in God and deeper in His word.

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  2. I read 3 poems here and they were all splendid. I have to admit, I am often a bit turned off by poems as spiritual as yours. The subject matter doesn't turn me off at all, but sometimes the language of poetry seems to take such a backseat. But your language is beautifully flawless. I will come back often.

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