A Seed of Poetry

Like water that flows in a river Time will not stop and wait It comes and then it goes And now will soon be late The sun will not rise And forget to set Today will not stay here forever Time was born and passed away While I was chasing dreams I never dreamt of Dreaming of things that were Not for me to dream about I didn’t know at first That in my inside There is a seed germinating Deep in the roots of my heart Where veins and arteries Carry blood in and out The eyes of my eyes Could not see The ears of my ears Could not hear The tongue of my tongue Could not taste The nose of my nose Could not smell The mind of my mind Was uncounscious As this seed Was patiently growing It was watered by tears That couldn’t fall off my eyes When I cried It was fertilized by my deep thoughts That denied me time to rest The pain I felt within Was manure to it And now it has grown It has grown into a tree it has grown into a green looking tree A tree that sprouts colorful flowers And I am hopeful Hopeful to reap tasty fruits Of this seed of poetry Sown in me by God