In a Welcome Field

He walks the furrowed roads of earth Scattering his seed Looking all alone against the dust and the heat Looking to the distance and the acres left to sow Hoping for a harvest then he churn-fully throws Some will fall along the pathway Where the root will not take Some the birds will steal Some will fall into the good ground And flourish in a life found In a welcome field The father sows his word Like a farmer sows his seed It falls where hearts are hardened And gets choked by the weeds In places it will blossom And the crop of life will start If the seeds of truth Are planted deep in the heart Some will fall along the pathway Where the root will not take Some the birds will steal Some will fall into the good ground And flourish in a life found In a welcome field Some will fall along the pathway Where the root will not take Some the birds will steal Some will fall into the good ground And flourish in a life found In a welcome field