Father of the Field

For a moment in the awesome wild A field of fertile thoughts arose A father tenderly with child Was laced with Heaven's Light that glows	The soul of earth had joined as one With natures voice to be not sealed To speak with Light . . . O Mighty Son Our greatest Father of the Field

As he, as even he this beast Seemed knowing whispered Light had shined A gentle breeze then from the east Blew soft through windows of the mind	Your peace will reign a thousand years And every trace of life will know For having wiped away our tears To You all praise, our words will flow
	*Amen*