An apology –
two words
that within a heart
will flourish;
like a flower
at Springtime
invites conversion.
Sometimes necessity
remains unfound,
and the seeds
of newness
in dry soil are bound.
What do we do
with such want
and longing?
Look to Him to provide
nourishment’s dawning.
For we can till and till,
looking for the lost,
but it won’t be found
in the earth we toss.
When you are in need
of that solace
unwilling to blossom;
look upward in prayer
the forever flowing faucet.
Two words deemed needed
when hurt plants its start –
now offered from He who tills
the garden of our hearts.