Reaping

I’m taking you to the land of the harvest.

Cast your seed upon all waters for you know not what shall return unto you.

For it returns unto you.

Many happy returns.

The return of joy.

The return of happiness.

The return of all that was lost.

The return of that which was cast.

The return of fullness.

For the fullness you have sowed you shall now receive.

Seed upon seed.

Blessing upon blessing.

Fruitfulness magnified.

Fruitfulness upon the edge.

And the seed flows upon the edge.

And the seed overflows upon the edge.

And it blossoms upon the edge.

And the seed grows upon the edge.

Propelled towards the edge.

Moving towards the edge.

Flowing towards the edge.

From one domain to the next domain.

Casting the small thing into the big thing.

Losing the small thing in the big thing.

Dropping the kernel of what might be, into the ocean of the flow.

Doing what I said when it made no sense.

Placing that which you had into that which flowed.

From that which flowed into that which overflows.

For you think it’s lost, but it is not lost on me.

For the seed sown in one place, shall be reaped in another.

Into the land of the flourishing.

For the seed deposited in one place shall be withdrawn in another.

For it bears fruit in the land of fruitfulness.

Cast in the place of lack, to be reaped in the land of abundance.