A Mustard Seed

a Mustard Seed

I want to be like a mustard seed
Not a mustard seed 
But what it grows up to be

I want to be the smallest
That grows up to the be the biggest
The one no one sees
Until I sprout my leaves

I want to be a mustard seed
Not the seed
But what it grows up to be

I can only hope I am not thrown into vines
With spiky thorned lines
I can only hope my leaves don’t get mistaken for weeds
When people see me, I want them to remember
I was just like them, just a couple of seeds.

But I broke away 
to become something less gray
When they see my yellow leaves 
I want them to inspired by us trees
But when in need
I want them to remember I was once just
A mustard seed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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Agustin Avatar
September 6, 2023 at 9:11 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your wisdom through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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