While I was biking one morning, the lines of a poem began forming in my head. The first lines can take the poem in several directions, and I thought it would be fun for you to help me finish this poem of faith.

I’ll give you the first two lines and then you can take it from there and add your lines in the comments.

Each bud sings of your glory.

Each blade holds your commands.

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