O Divine Gardener,
From Your boundless grace,
Spring forth the red jewels,
Ripening in my care.

Are these fruits mine, O Lord?
Or but a testament,
To Your nurturing touch,
In the soil and sun’s embrace?

Grant me the wisdom,
To tend with reverence,
These humble gifts,
Of Your earthly garden.

For in each tomato,
Lies a seed of Your love,
And in each bite,
A taste of heaven above.

May I honor Your creation,
With gratitude and grace,
Knowing these treasures,
Are both Yours and mine to embrace.

Amen.