Standing tall, golden in its place.
A state, of advancing love and peace.
Seeds, producing its goodness and truth.
Fields, sowing their faithfulness and worth.
Cycles, seasons, and the cycle of life
Some in the wilderness, of solitude,
Finding the chaff of un-plenty.
Whose seed produces, weakness of, love so yearning.
Wheat-
A symbol of the sacrament last eaten.
A sign of the resurrection.
His glory.
In hope we wait.
Goodness, truth, and charity are to be won.
In the fields of golden hue, the walk moves on.
Cycles, seasons and the circle of life
The golden shaft stands, swaying
Giving sight, unto the now and the future, to know.
The symbol will stand,
Revealing its charity
Its love in the plight.
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