Weeds from another season creep in and start to thrive

With power you must pluck them our

they spread when left alive!

So weeds must die and be destroyed

Or left to share the land

To be separated at the harvest by the holy harvestor's hand!

The garden of the blessed's not here in some earthly plain

We cannot neglect what we know-

You can't plant a garden and then walk away

Expecting the weeds not to grow

You can't stop eating and expect to thrive

You need nourishment to stay alive

And in the light as we reach toward the son

We will grow and we will bloom!

The garden of the blessed's not here in some earthly plain

We cannot neglect what we know-

You can't plant a garden and then walk away

Expecting the weeds not to grow

You can't stop eating and expect to thrive

You need nourishment to stay alive

And in the light as we reach toward the son

We will grow and we will bloom!

5-30-87

Anthony Foster

Copyright 1987 Anthony Foster