Seed By Seed
Pushing through the rocky soil
instinctively knowing which way to go
a single seed in an age-old plan
stirs inside and starts to grow.
Each containing a miracle
knowledge inside, ready to guide
seasons come and seasons go
sowing seeds both far and wide.
Once we’re born our journeys began
putting our roots down as we need
we grow profusely in our gardens-
all of this from a single seed.
© Rebecca Sanchez 2019
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This poem sure did go around with me but I finally finished it. Please excuse my cosmic use of seed and stuff. Lol! Written with my friends from Poets United for the prompt, Gardens.
My back is out so I can’t ride my bike right now. (Sad emoji here.) I realize I haven’t written in some time but I’ve been in touch with most of you on Facebook and such. Just dipping my toes back in the water. I enjoyed this prompt for the beginning of summer. Be around to read of course! Happy Summer! (I’m definitely a person who uses too many “!”)