(006) The Mustard Seed Poem by Melvina Germain
(006) The Mustard Seed
A place to rest one’s body and soul,
to put life’s worries on temporary hold.
A time to pray to the good Lord above,
and ask for His un-con-di-tion-al Love.
To take the time to plant the seed
holding self responsible of low life deeds.
To make a decision to fill the void
with inspiration and spirituality’s joy.
To watch good people give a helping hand,
reaching out toward others because they can.
No funds will cross their palms you see.
It’s done for the Love of God and thee.
When you hear the words ”The Mustard Seed”,
know it’s a place of solace for people in need.
Reach in your pockets and dig very deep,
help keep the homeless off Calgary’s streets.
Written: May 19/2007
This poem stands alone on its own merit, but when you know the parable of the faith behind the mustard seed...it means even more. Just beautifully written.
A great poem with a great message written by a great poet..Thank you Melvina, you are indeed a blessing to all of us here in PH love and hugs, Meggie
Every one must help another in times of trouble, even if its just some love they need, some one to talk to, to be there and know they are not alone, for if you give in this life you truly live... Melvina 10
Melvina in truth I think I found another poem to add to my favorites...your wisdom is strong, yet beautiful and peacefully presented.I think this should be published in the 'Calgary Sun' or 'The Herald'.....in truth it is that Great! I believe it will make people think and dig deeper sometimes for those less fortunate when it is within their means to share their good fortune....and if money is a problem...maybe more people will think to give of their time, feeding the homeless or maybe helping them somehow to learn how to 'Fish' to pull themelves out of the deep dark hole they have found themselves in! One person can make a difference. Great inspirational piece with a wonderful message of hope for the homeless... You once again have excelled in this well written piece..Thanx for sharing Melvina! U are the 'Bomb'.......10! ! ! ! and in my faves..... =Shelley=
Mel, what a wonderful poem with a beautiful message to us all whether we live in Calgary or London or Rome, each has its own living on the streets and we should try and help them all. Top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend. David
When you hear the words ”The Mustard Seed”, know it’s a place of solace for people in need. Reach in your pockets and dig very deep, Love it! thankyou for sharing this.. Love duncan X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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OK this is really getting spooky........I just was talking to my mother yesterday about the mustard seed parable....Even wrote the words down in my journal for later use......you beat me to it: O) ......can't top this one: O)