Guillotine to slice flesh
From bone, shred all semblance of comfort.
Gears ground like teeth on edge,
Stretch faith beyond breaking.
Suffering gouges, disembowels,
Carves furrows upon her aching heart,
Divides the sheep and the goats
Into messy eviscerated piles.
The Sower scatters – dignified, purposeful.
Seeds cling with new tenacity
To scars, places where faith
That bleeds replaces stone.
They fall into gaping wounds,
Freshly ploughed soil
Where germination reigns.