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Seed, Environment, Universe
I If you accept your environment You become the universe too Much as fish and whale do One cannot talk of a marine creature Its zest, zeal, lust for life and vim If you have fished it out of water A fish eats, drinks, lives its sea-universe - Whales never abuse oceans because of their size! II If I fully identify with earth and cosmos I will be a steward, feel its pain When polluted and abused, would own The pain and inseparability For we cannot live apart, cannot be But the seed which hides within its husk All the information in the universe How to use photon, atom, timespace Produce sapling, hard bark, leaves, flowers, fruit Yet hide in them, posterity Every unborn leaf and tree, unto eternity What happens to a spurned seed? It may seek the tiniest dirt on earth Grow on, stunted yet showing love and life Or some seeds will die with potential unseen Just so with the human being We are seeds of the Universe, hidden within Stories of past, present, future – all time, All of the Cosmos, just as Jesus Declared, like a grain of wheat, I must die To allow others, seeds, to create ‘heaven’ As they, too, die - to self?
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