Scattered

We were nurtured together
And we sprouted and grew;
But the bond was a stage
And a time we went through—

All too soon we were scattered;
Little seeds to the ground—
I have reached out for you;
You were not to be found!

But it’s God who has scattered—
Though my dreams have been lost,
It’s His will that has mattered:
I accept all the cost—

’Cause although I will miss you,
We’ve been spread all abroad
To extend what we’ve shared
And to plant fields for God!

© Benjamin Graber
bgraber@neo.rr.com