Almsgiving

God caused the trees to grow
As strong as they were tall.
God made the wind to blow
So that the leaves might fall.

Green leaves, pretty leaves
Scattered on the ground.
Through the trees my path He weaves
That they might be found.

Fistfulls of living green…
Why have they been sent?
Living green. Dying green…
How can they be spent?

These leaves cannot be hidden;
They’d rot within the earth,
Leave it poison-ridden.
Acid womb cannot give birth.

So I stuff them in my jeans,
As I was meant to do.
Dominion of Creation means
To give them purpose new.

What it is won’t matter much.
He gave; He’ll take away.
They stay for only briefest touch.
Who takes gives endless day.

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