A Last and Lasting Acorn

Deep within impermanence and continuity of change

Seeds lie shielded waiting and protected for the moment

They trust that the cupid cupule holds the bow and arrows

Firmly based in the grasp of nature and uncharted destiny


Sheltered for the generation of life's resilient circulation

Encased in a rough nutshell of inevitable wheels of life

Resides with un-shattered purpose a simple magic miracle

A gem more powerful than the chronicle of human nature


One day she says I'll be a forest in the budding aspiration

Of hope and kindness that spread with wind and fortune

The elements will nurture me until I'm ready to stand tall

For now I must be grateful for my budding tender youth


I don't grow fast but when my roots grip fertile undergrowth

My canopy gives wings to dreams and certitude of aspirations

Love is the meaning of the fertile soil gracing my surroundings

Founded in heaven I grant my strength to future generations


Equipped with a kernel of truth and change along the lineage

Core and essence transform vile lies from the sediment of time

Sometimes you close your eyes and trample on my saplings

But I'm a survivor and take care knowing that I'm truly loved


Surely you can cut the branches and try to break my promise

Craft treasure chests or dressers from my hardened resolve

Put another log on the fire and watch me rising from hot ashes

Build turrets for your fortresses of power and castles onto sand


Sometimes I drift in raging waters unable to steer my voyage

Float in the ocean and yet when spring resumes I'm here again

Smoothed and ground in the knowledge that my acorns live

Whatever weather may embrace my nascent children's fate


I can't complain for when I hand over the torch and novelty

When I'm old and felled down to size by turbulence and storms

I can rest assured that fires and drought did not snuff my passion

And that my final passage opens opportunities from start to end


13th April 2020

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020



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Date: 5/12/2020 2:43:00 PM
"Sometimes I drift in raging waters unable to steer my voyage, Float in the ocean and yet when spring resumes I'm here again"....what an idea of a lasting acorn! You pretty much knitted eternity with this. :)
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