Some seed fell into rich soil.
And produced its crop.
Sometimes our spiritual journey is not all toil.
We occasionally find when we spiritually shop.

I was listening to the parable of the sower.
Suddenly all fell into shape.
God was not somewhere faraway,  higher.
He is all around us and from him there is no escape.

So this day the seed fell into rich soil.
The words of the reading produced their crop.
For this one moment it was all over with spiritual toil.
And I had found what I needed from this particular shop.

But now for how long .
Would I be able to sing this joyous song.

…….

Seed falls into soil
Some on the path and on rocks
But some on rich soil

…….

See Psalm 64