Prayer from Singapore – Anonymous

This poem is from a book about the seasons of life, and seeing it’s nearly Spring, this fits for now, coming out of Winter.

“God – stir the soil,
Run the ploughshare deep,
Cut the furrows round and round,
Overturn the hard, dry ground,
Spare no strength nor toil,
Even though I weep.
In the loose, fresh mangled earth
Sow new seed.
Free of withered vine and weed
bring fresh flowers to birth.”

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Seeking balance from corporate life years back, Monika Roleff stumbled across Lemuria in cyberspace, and became Imogen Crest, Hermit muse, under the influence of Heather Blakey, educator and Webmistress of Soul Food Cafe - famous global writing and art group. "Imogen" has never looked back, and creates the world as she sees it, through the eyes of nature, in word and art. In "real life" Monika Roleff is a writer, nature photographer, consultant, vintage fairs and events, writing fests and more, with an extensive admin and retail fashion background, and can be contacted on indigo_moon22 at hotmail dot com.

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