Trees by the Stream

See the dry land, so thirsty,
A lifeless place without water?
See how the people look for truth,
Moving blind in the darkness?
They know no light.

Know that old things will pass
All is made new,
And He will make new springs rise
Gushing forth fresh water
For the peoples in need.

They will seek, and ask, and knock.
We have been planted here
To give them fruit, to stand as signs,
To guide men to the Light.
May we be deeply rooted, and shine. 


This poem by Ana Teresa (Carranza) Perrem was first published in the March 2008 Issue of Living Bulwark.

Top image source: Photo by Tienko Dima on Unsplash.com

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