This poem is the product of my experiences at a Christian youth retreat I attended entitled "Start Something, God's Calling You!" During one of the workshops, called "Digging Deeper", we were encouraged to silently meditate on our time there. The language, I feel, reflects the Christian environment. I came away with a much greater appreciation for the faith of Christ.
Winter's Harvest

Called by by the touch of an ancient Hand,
fallen into a vision of grace,

they came

to this wild pure land
to become united under an arching sky:

a baptism of snow.




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