The Whisper of the Orchard #2229

The Whisper of the Orchard In the orchard where souls softly sway, Whispers of truth in leaves display. A warning profound, in silence spoke, Against the Spirit, no words provoke. A tree stands tall, its branches wide, Yet its fruit reveals the heart inside. From good hearts, pure treasures bloom, Light and grace, dispelling gloom. The good man’s seeds, of light and grace, Find fertile ground, in life’s embrace. His actions speak, his words are kind, In his heart, the Spirit we find. Yet shadows fall, from hearts of dark, Their poisoned words, leave lasting marks. From evil roots, the fruit is tainted, In night’s deep hush, their echoes painted. Guard your heart, let goodness reign, In Spirit’s truth, let light sustain. For blaspheme not, the sacred breath, Or face the flames, of grace’s death. In life’s grand garden, choose your part, From which heart shall your stories start? Let light reside, let darkness flee, In every leaf, His truth shall be. A tree known by its fruit, we see, Reflects the soul, in purity. May our hearts, with treasures bright, Bear forth fruits of holy light. In stillness of the orchard’s grace, May we find our rightful place. Guard your heart, let goodness bloom, In Spirit’s light, dispel the gloom. -Steven G. Lee (July 6, 2024)