Fruit of the River

From the revelation reading

I imagined myself

Part of the church-one of the trees

Fed by the everlasting river

Roots in the source that will not dry

Steadfast in the drought

I will not fade

My fruit will not fail

I will continually bear fruit

A fresh harvest every month

My fruit will be the healing of souls

My evidence of the growth the healing of bodies

I will present to you

My fruit as yours

Fruit of the River

Ever renewed I will bring renewal

The renewal of souls

And the healing of bodies

Beth Anne's Poetry