When you plant what is right in the soil of your soul,
You’ll grow something lovely, completely whole.
Not oranges, apples, or cherries on trees—
But peace that’s whispering like a soft summer breeze.
It’s not in a box or a jar on the shelf.
It’s not something bought or built by yourself.
God’s peace comes from living the way you should live,
With kindness to others and a heart that forgives.
It offers you rest when the world’s full of sound,
Lifting you gently while chaos abounds.
It hums in your chest like a sweet, steady tune,
Whispering, “Peace. You’re safe. It’ll be all right soon.”
No thunder or panic, no fear in the night—
Just quiet contentment and everything right.
This fruit isn’t showy. It’s delightfully sweet.
It grows as you walk, bringing peace to your feet.
So do what is right. Plant good seeds each day.
And peace will come walking with you on your way.
With quiet, sure confidence, steady and true—
Forever, God’s goodness will blossom in you.
