Reaper of The Human Crop

Year poem was written: 2014

      He sows us into the soil of the earth,

            each seemingly identical.

      Only to sprout out and grow,

             destined to be unique.

 

      He guides and cares for all,

             never neglecting one.

      Watching as we shine in the sun,

             until we have blossomed.

 

       Then when the time has come,

             he reaps us from our fields.

        Only to be placed in the fields of light,

             beside our father.

 

         The Lord God Most High is,

             the reaper of the human crop.

Reviews

[Konigin]

Nice! I like the part: Only to sprout out and grow,
destined to be unique.
It made me happy and think of God.