The Wisdom of the Seed

I find it quite strange
how so many people
desire drastic change:
Change would be so simple!
Change would be terrific!
Yet when I ask them,
what kind of change,
they leave out specifics

saying,

"Change is what we need
and change is for the better!
Staleness has gotten old
like an ugly Christmas sweater!
At this point in time
any change at all
would most likely do;
I care not what that entails
just as long as it's something
shiny and new!"

But pray tell, I'd wish you stop and ponder
what it is you're convinced is greener
out there in yonder.
Bigger house? Shinier car?
More fashionable attire?
Perhaps some allusive 'she'
whose heart you could admire?
Some people want to change
until the day they die.
While old-fashioned me,
can't help but wonder why?

Let us never exercise the thought of changing!
Let us be as mountain rivers ceaselessly flowing!
Do you recall what the seed said
before it became a tree:
some dream of changing,
I dream of growing.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Lamoureux Avatar
January 4, 2015 at 8:09 AM
Good morning Timothy. In reality we are all in state of changing. For me it is not about seeking the new or temporary I choose to be in a state of being. Being present, being aware, being authentic, being thankful. I like your comment about growing, we indeed can grow and at some point we will decline until we are ushered to Glory where we will experience the true essence of being.
Hicks Avatar
January 4, 2015 at 8:32 PM
I wish I could be more like you with the "being" comment. My head is often high in the clouds, but I know deep down that the present moment is all we are given... it's just hard to embrace it sometimes.
Hicks Avatar
January 4, 2015 at 8:30 PM
Always with great insight, my friend. Changing is inevitable, but growing is optional. I don't think it's healthy to change for change's sake though... too grow means to become more of what you truly are, and that might entail changing here and there, but it doesn't have too. You should read C. S. Lewis's essay on Three Ways of Writing for Children, and you might find some of my inspiration :)
Vaso Avatar
January 1, 2015 at 10:23 PM
Can you spare any change? :) Loved this write, haven't seen you in a while so hope you are healthy and ok, Happy New Year!
Hicks Avatar
January 4, 2015 at 12:28 AM
Yes, sorry, I'm doing fine and am healthy! Thanks for the concern... Just a hopelessly sporadic Souper... lol. Hope you enjoyed your Christmas and New Year as well! :)
Mcdaid Avatar
December 28, 2014 at 11:55 AM
what an excellent pen timothy love the ending have a blessed sunday dear friend
Hicks Avatar
January 4, 2015 at 12:26 AM
Thanks Liam... glad you enjoyed!
Callus Avatar
December 15, 2014 at 7:02 AM
I'm impressed by your wise thoughts, Timothy. It is true, that we often hear people calling for change, but little do they realize that change can make things worse than they are....take politics....parties in opposition clamouring for change, and when it arrives what do we find? ...the same or worse! Your ending lines say it all ... with sense! // paul
Hicks Avatar
January 4, 2015 at 12:26 AM
Public campaign slogans like Hope & Change are all very nice, but have no substance without the context. Hope for what exactly? And what kind of Change is it that's going to take place? These words, by themselves, are only "nice sounding", but leaves everyone in hopeless ambiguity.
Hicks Avatar
January 4, 2015 at 12:23 AM
You connect the dots very well, for it was politics that inspired this piece! Originally, my intention was to make this solely political, but as I thought about it I realized that this poem concerning change applies to life in general, so I left it at that.
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