All I can do is scatter
and trust the Lord
for earth to cover
rains to fall
roots to grow
and then
the harvest.
But Hudson could not guess
the fruit of his labor,
could not dream that generations
still bless his sacrifice
and revere the One who led.

Let my name not be remembered,
but O Lord,
take my seed
and scatter.


3 October 1995, Tianjin, China