Seeds of Gold

I would have a jot Like small minute dots a conjoined in a line Like intermittent drops Consolidated into clouds The river we see a product sure And so do ideas crystallize too On this plane and plain paper In a distant away Like vapor in formation of clouds, And precipitation So do small vapor drops- Or in a mirage way The glimpse befits grasping a fish bare And ideas in formation like fish are In a flowing water stream That untamable lay in bare hands Then I thought the seed way A quite minute object to toss To trample or pick and use Or eat and rot and piss Yet in it life is Live lay in dormancy In exposure though severe In heat and pressure and tear In environment conducive optimum In light and water and soil In darkness in groping in wastedness In light do a seed vibrate and wear The indifferent coats tear and toss In light a seedling sprout follow Then in inquisition ardent Seek an answer A puzzle affix to this question indeed The reason of being around Growing in the light For a seed in us lay In its untamed dynamism And in utter exposure to light and right The conditions meeting the demand So will dormancy give to tear and rot And a seed coat toss And life thrives Then a tree here, a tree there And soon or later there lay a forest dense Serving natures demands in carbon For we like seeds Do grow in light and right And in light become right!