To the field to the field <br />While it rained sowing till there's yield <br />Unto toil and our seed <br />Giving all as the earth has need <br />In the rain where we plow the ground <br />Deep our seed down the mud <br />Still from our sight it is lost <br />To all cares of life till it bust <br />On the skies we shall hope <br />That the sun and rain and crops <br />Down on the earth our seed <br />Laid buried down indeed <br />Yes some sprank back unto the world <br />With two breakthrough hold <br />Than we watch through the days <br />From steps to steps then to hay <br />Back to the field when harvest is come <br />From long seasons down to our room <br />We fill our empties with the grain <br />Our barn and wait for the next years of rain<br /><br />George Egba<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sower-and-the-seed/
