We Are Seedlings of That First Divine Tree

We Are Seedlings Of That First Divine Tree I talk, walk, dance, and write - therefore I am The world mocks, its dark harvests are a scam We are seedlings of that first divine tree Sprouted in soil, gazing at Heaven's sea This life meanders with its winding maze We only see through the world's hazy haze. I create, think, and dare - therefore I write I ponder why I love day more than night As Time spins and death we mere mortals grieve Fate churns on, its darkness set to deceive Yet we are so blessed, for Light abounds In our heart of heart, love gifts depths profound. I grasp life, love, beauty - therefore I see. We are seedlings of that first divine tree. Robert J. Lindley, 11-04- 2020 Sonnet