A seed falls from the hand of the Sower.
Thorns entangle it,
The seed is choked.
A seed falls from the hand of the Sower.
The smooth path neglects it,
The seed is quickly stolen.
A seed falls from the hand of the Sower.
Rocks ensnare it,
The seed does not take root.
A seed falls from the hand of the Sower.
Moist soil adorns it,
The seed grows.
The tree is still young,
It is nourished.
The tree is growing,
It is stronger.
The tree is majestic,
It is strong.
The tree is cut down,
It is formed.
The tree is carried,
It is heavy.
The tree is hung high,
It is tall.
The tree embraces its Sower,
It is a cross.