The Harvest
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Intricately crafted
By the master of the trade
Subliminal connections
That her messages conveyed
Foundations of her destiny
Like aging vintage wine
Orchestrated blessings
She would realize with time
The Piper was receptive
Of the seeds that she had sown
His mind a fertile vineyard
Where the fruit was slowly grown
And he in turn provided her
Encouragement and faith
And loved her deeply from afar
Though he would have to wait
For nature has its way
Of turning water into wine
And bringing to fruition
An abundance on the vine
But only in its season
Can the precious fruit be known
And harvest will be plenty
Where the fruit is slowly grown
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