Seeding Grace

 

Here I am sitting in obeyance to my Father,

Thinking, praying for the Sons glory,

Flying by saying hi are the birds in the sky,

Singing how lovingly true is Art Baby Blue?

Me believing is breathing knowing proceedings, 

Being gratefully who God has made me to be, 

Passing his seed to flower into the womb in thee.

Here I am, sitting in obeyance loving my Father,

Reflecting, praying, for the Son’s rays to gather.

Flying by, saying hi, are the birds in the sky,

Singing, How lovingly true you are Art Baby Blue.

Believing is breathing, a knowing proceeding,

Grateful for the being, God’s purpose exceeding.

A seed passed forth, to bloom, to see,

Flowering from the womb, my creation in thee.

Me, a spiritual spark in a vessel, setting fire free,

Living the master Me of God’s artistry.