The Seed
by Mandy Doerr
A shaft of light comes out of the grey sky
On a helpless and lonely seed it lands
He shivers, thinking he is about to die
But then he feels the touch of Nature's hand
The before cold ground receives him warmly
He snuggles, letting the moisture deeper seep
Deep inside the new growth starts rapidly
With joy he expands, he who was asleep
Full of strength, he spurts from the ground so dear
Embracing the sunlight he once feared
Copyright © 1998, Amanda D. Doerr