ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER©
Sullied by the hands of time, darkened by its sin,
A world so lost and fallen, is buried deep within,
The broken limbs are withered, the leaves have lost their grip,
The roots are thirsting moisture, a flood or just one drip.
When family trees seem lost and dead, the cycle carries on,
Soon death will overtake it, its life will soon be gone,
We could despair and weaken, all hope might disappear,
But God sends Living Water, to freshen and restore.
His breath gives brand new life to us, His strong arms will provide, His hands He stretched upon the cross, so with Him we’d reside, His Son provides refreshment and brings new life each day,
If we would just remember to get on our knees and pray.