Service Call

To serve we must
Adrift we flow
On waves of trust
To ports unknown

An empty cave
A hollow sound
Of what we gave
Came back around

A golden heart
Compelled to give
Fills hollow space
With joy to live

And answers come
In times of need
A bed of flowers
From love-sown seed

And heaven’s blessings
Rain to earth
A shower of healing
For those who serve.

D.K.Shaw