Nov. 12, 2016

The Seed

When seeds fall helpless to the earth
To seek a place in which to grow
It matters much upon where they land
To find their sustenance to flow

Not all seeds find that happy rest
That's created by their fall
For some are trampled underfoot
And fail to grow at all

But when conditions bless the day
To bring life to the seed
The potential that it finds within
Is one we all must heed

Soil and rain and light of day
Caress the seedling through
With root and bark and leaf and limb
Transforming it as it grew

Years and years have passed this way
With season's maturing theme
A blossom's fragrance attracts the eye
And captivates the dream

For now this seed has borne itself
A fruit so lush and sweet
And sown its offspring on the ground
A cycle now complete

Al Carden