For Sunday: The Package of Seeds


I paid a dime for a package of seeds

And the clerk tossed them out with a flip.

“We’ve got ’em assorted for every man’s needs,”

He said with a smile on his lip,

“Pansies and poppies and asters and peas!

Ten cents a package! And pick as you please!”

Now seeds are just dimes to the man in the store,

And the dimes are the things that he needs;

And I’ve been to buy them in seasons before,

But have thought of them merely as seeds;

But it flashed through my mind as I took them this time,

“You have purchased a miracle here for a dime!”

“You’ve a dime’s worth of power no man can create,

You’ve a dime’s worth of life in your hand!

You’ve a dime’s worth of mystery, destiny, fate,

Which the wisest cannot understand.

In this bright little package, now isn’t it odd?

You’ve a dime’s worth of something known only to God.”

~ Edgar A. Guest

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