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!
Copyright © Mugo Muriithi | Year Posted 2016
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