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It’s easy you see

to spot my needs

name that change

toss those seeds


It’s hard to plant

in infertile ground

growth needs more

in  order to abound


Faith gives more

than surface deep,

knows heart’s deceit

yet a hope can keep


So consider needs

for a fruitful life

stay slow to speak

to avoid more strife


We all know Job

and his friends

who spoke no truth

through limited lens


Hurt is complex

builds strong roots

consider the depth

shaking in my boots


You speak no harm

when you listen

let the trust come

as tears glisten


Then you can see

how to adjust

what fruit comes

after the dust