From the Master's hand
Scattered through the land
Seeds of everything.
It's something so grand
When each takes a stand
And brings their offering.
To a garden unmatched
A scheme only hatched
In time long suffering.
Dug deep and attached
A root bruised and patched
By a tough weedling.
This root will be
A simple bean
After much suffering.
And you will see
What I mean
After the buffering .
Don't be cheap,
Dig the bean deep
With the bacterial.
And you will reap
Beans to the heap
In fertile material.
And similar to life
We go trough strife
No matter how planted.
If we approach with rife
Our every single trife
Our better not be granted.
Dig deep and embrace
What you feel to disgrace
'Tis there to help you grow.
Stand firm in your place
Shine the light from your face
Truth you will come to know.
Only applied pressure
Will make a Bean grow.
