The King

Once You were a seed
now You are a King.

You reign over all seasons
You see beyond all horizons.

You make the deaf hear
You give sight to the blind,

but those who refuse to be
little leaves falling softly down

will never see Your crown
will never reach Your realm.

© Frédéric Georges Martin

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l’Arbre d’Or © 2017 – F.G.M.