I Am A Seed, Finally Planted

Sat, 09/19/2015 - 15:14 -- Bcuda99

Alone in a field, alone, with no wind to carry

 

Nothing and no one to carry him he begins to dry

 

Then the Tornado enters his life, and rips him from his slow decay

 

Terrified, he burrows deep into the ground

 

But all the soil in the world couldn’t stop the Tornado from shredding his peace again

 

Then, a man knowingly removes him from his blob of mother earth and throws him into the sea

 

 

There he just floats for what seems to be an eternity until the Hurricane sends him back to shore

 

He is parched and ragged from his time at sea and he vows to stay where the tornado sends him next, for he sees himself withering soon

 

He will become another bad seed with no future

 

As the Heat becomes unbearable, a woman scoops him out of the hot sun, and puts him in her backyard

 

With her oversight and care, he becomes a sapling

 

For the first time he hadn’t seen the Tornado, the Hurricane, or felt the Heat

 

And for the first time someone nurtured and watered him, helping him grow

Until he was finally able to bloom into an oak tree

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