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The first lone snowdrop
A pioneer
Usually they grow in clumps
Clusters, groups
Just as you place us, Lord
In groups, communities
To form your body here on earth.
It can be lonely
To be one
Ahead of the crowd.
Once used to solitude
It can be difficult
To fit back in.
Help us each, Lord, to connect to our neighbours
In the way that you desire
To form your perfect body
According to your will.


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I don’t see fields of ripened corn
in my daily life
Reapers belong to yesteryear
And combine harvesters do not cross
my street
Yet I still see signs of harvest
Boxes of apples on garden walls
Neighbours sharing their bounty
with passers by
Lord of the harvest, accept whatever we have to offer as tokens of gratitude for all the good gifts you heap on us.