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Must first prepare
The fruitful earth
By moving duff or sod,
And cherish in his heart
A silent preyer
For he is working hand in hand with God.
It is a sacred task,
To plant a tree,
That always should be done
On bended knee.
The artisans may strive
For years to raise
A structure reaching
To the vaulted sky,
That well deserves
The everlasting praise
And words of wonderment
From passersby,
But he, the humble man
Who plants a tree,
Is fashioning
His nation’s destiny.
For years to raise
A structure reaching
To the vaulted sky,
That well deserves
The everlasting praise
And words of wonderment
From passersby,
But he, the humble man
Who plants a tree,
Is fashioning
His nation’s destiny.
-Richard J. Dorer
Happy Father's Day!
Beautiful, love that poem, so powerful and so true.
ReplyDeleteI have never heard the entire poem before, it is wonderful! And so true, we do this work on bended knee because it is so important.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful poem. I have a dear friend that 'blesses' each thing she plants with a thankful prayer. Powerful stuff. Happy Father's day to you and yours.
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