Throw your bread into the water,
You will find it again in days;
Be careful about your daughter,
For finding herself that she strays.
Divide your possessions apart,
Not knowing just what may occur,
Remember the love in your heart,
For your compassion to incur.
If the clouds are filled up with rain,
They will let it pour down on earth;
Where the crops had withered in pain,
Giving them a chance of new birth.
If a tree falls from east to west,
The tree will remain where it fell;
Nature will be doing its best,
Ensure rotting within its shell.
Anyone who watches the wind,
Will never have the time to sow;
Watching clouds are not disciplined,
For reaping anything they grow.
The breath of life enters the limb,
Of a baby within the womb;
Until the light is growing dim.
At the time they enter the tomb.
Plant all your seed in the morning,
Allowing not your hands to rest;
Until the weather gives warning,
For you for hesitate your quest.
Truly light has been always sweet,
For the sun is good for the eyes;
Growing food that we love to eat,
That will make us healthy and wise.
People may live for many years,
They should enjoy each one of them;
Remembering God that one fears,
The only One that will condemn.
Get rid of things that wear you out,
Remove the sorrows from the heart;
Put away evil that sheds doubt,
Renewed spirit to a new start.
Copyright © 2017 Richard Newton Sherrer