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The Seed and the Soul

Is the soul to a human What the seed is to A dandelion - a vessel Of the continuum? Both are readied for winging; One swept, unknowing, clinging Upon the vagaries of zephyrs, One ticketed to sail the ethers. The seed carries an embryo where’er blown Prepared by its mother to grow where sown. The soul by the Father sown, without misconception, May be redeemed at will from any misdirection. The seed may rise a weed or wine As chance may take upon to dine, If in lawn or vineyard find, To its fated end resigned. The soul may be proscribed or saved As promised by the One who paved The Way; choose or deny finality And thereby spend eternity. Copyright Paul Thomson 2021

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