A Root Out of Dry Ground Destined for Greatness

As a tender shoot you grew,

But your destiny He alone knew,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.

 

A seed planted for life,

Bringing an end to all strife,

A means to an end you became.

 

An appearance that one might ignore,

Beautiful was the humility that you bore,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.

 

As a branch you were cut off from the land of the living,

But through your death you were still giving,

A means to an end you became.

 

Attempting to break you with nails,

But still you did not fail,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.

 

As such a time as this you were raised,

Bearing the root of Jesse we stand amazed,

A means to an end you became,

A root out of dry ground destined for greatness.

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Posted on January 14, 2013, in Poetry, Tea & Ink and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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