God's Prayers
My words fell as seeds among men. Not understanding, they gathered them and placed them in sacks. And buried those sacks in shallow holes, dug with the tools of ignorance. In spring, the seeds germinated and sprouted, And flowers bloomed and rustled in the breeze. And my whispers were said to be the wind talking. Although my words bore fruit, Man listened not. For he thought he would hear with ears. Only children understood my wind-talk. For they would gather those flowers And smell the fragrance with closed eyes And dream of future days. read more
by John Canzanella ~ 0-7414-7538-3 ©2012
Price: $18.95

 

God's Prayers - Hardcover
My words fell as seeds among men. Not understanding, they gathered them and placed them in sacks. And buried those sacks in shallow holes, dug with the tools of ignorance. In spring, the seeds germinated and sprouted, And flowers bloomed and rustled in the breeze. And my whispers were said to be the wind talking. Although my words bore fruit, Man listened not. For he thought he would hear with ears. Only children understood my wind-talk. For they would gather those flowers And smell the fragrance with closed eyes And dream of future days. read more
by John Canzanella ~ 0-7414-7273-2 ©2012
Price: $27.95