Apple-Fest
There’s apples on my tree once more;
A lot – each second year at a store
Of apples grows upon our tree –
Abundant crop this year I see.Perceivers’ insights grow that way,
They come quite intermittently;
Few people pick the crop which grows –
It falls and rots on ground below.Perceivers hear as time goes by,
“I wish I’d seen this what and why;”
They shake their heads in disbelief,
“I told you, friend – insight’s relief.”So now we’ve worked two factors out:
First “gifts” connect – of that no doubt;
Then “Span of operating time”
Hooks up like train-cars in the line.For autumn’s harvest is the time
Trains carry crops, so folks can find
The food they need – like fresh insights –
We pass them on – make burdens light.For feeding hungry folks these days
Is more than handouts – insight pays –
“Discern the body – parts connect;
Repair the chain – pass to the next”.Perceivers feed encouragers;
Once it is honed and how-to's heard –
Administrators wheels apply,
And servers act to make it fly.The givers fund the enterprise;
Compassion folks make joyful lives;
The T-R’s bring the info in –
As teams let apple-fest begin.navigation