To Hold a Seed

to hold a seed is to grasp all of life's meanings beauty hides within in an anticipated birth that can unfold in any color reach any height array itself beneath the sun drink freely of God's given light grow to any shape encompass a mountain fill any meadow uses any path the world produces its transport no distance is too great to its fruition and once life begins within its sojourn has but one destiny to make another seed some may falter, life has chances a roll of the dice but the will of the majority cannot fail their destiny sitting on this bench it is easy to see the world is a wonder to behold seeds will not be deterred i know this fate intimately every time i cup your cheek gaze into your eyes taste the dovecote of your lips as butterflies pell-mell within me i discovered where Earth wanted me when that tumbleweed seed came to rest at your feet OKC 9/22