Two Seeds
Two seeds in heart
compete to be fed
with mercy
or vengeance
oh mystery
of consent
one blooming
in sweetness
petal fragrance
joy of honeybees
and butterflies
elegance
nestling birds
in tender foliage
curtains
sparkling
from cracks
their hidden songs
as gems
then petals fall
embroidering grass
in colors
and fruits mature
to succulence
ambrosial
nourishing life
with seeds that fall
and sprout
reminding
made by God
circle cycle
while made by man
disintegrate and vanish.
The other seed
a weed
that chokes all life
the Devil
known to trail
in shoes of blood
to be eradicated or
allowed to flourish
a choice to be made
in life's short instants
that will continue
unchanged after death
to joy eternal
or never-ending Hell
where those
who don't believe
will...
when they get there.
First Place Winner: Brian Strand-Your Option Again-2/27/23
First Place Winner: Brian Strand-All Yours-6/3/21
Note: St Padre Pio said to someone who didn't believe in hell: You will when you get there.
Copyright © Frances Schiavina | Year Posted 2021
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