-human Spirited Soul-
Like the limpet clings
to the survival thing
then hear as the warbled Thrush sings
the new dawning's to bring
On fig appears
fruiting buds to bear
before the leaf's itself rears,
proves the fruit is the flower rare
Close to the ground
are strawberries found
it's seeds are to it's body bound
leaving the berry whole and sound
Or the banana's lofty fronds
with fruiting flower shimmering bronze
it's roots and stem a fibrous sponge
a massive giant herbal applause
But where will you find in this wide world
or in the galaxy's perpetual swirl
anything so mighty and bold
as the glorious immortal spirited soul.
Copyright © Christopher Stopford | Year Posted 2012
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