healing wounds and growing seeds... model our boons, and too our needs.
God, bring
healing
of life
and love;
by knife
(doctor's),
or glove
(boxer's).
Cre-a-
-tor's play
to bring
to being
from lost,
chaos-ed
stuff that
went splat,
till now
somehow.
We watch
and pray,
you botch
not(!) hey,
but grow
through death,
seeds show
your breath
and gift
of life.
Please lift
our strife.
Amen.
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