The Dream of The Seed

keeping a steady beat
i move on clumsy feet

to enter a world of distance
living is my only hindrance

we dance like a dream
the dream of the seed

i grow larger than life
bypassing turmoil and strife

instead of crouching in fear, i rise to my feet
always keeping the same steady beat

my arms stretch to their limit
if there was a breaking point, this would be it

my feet move like roots--a mind of their own
and on my face, the joy is shown.

"I AM GROWING!!" i yell to the skies
the Sun hears me not, but tears the Moon cries

the beat slows to a stop, and i fall
but the tree that is i stands tall

this seed that i am has grown
and it is happy, though it stands alone.

Reviews

[Cricket Kidd]

I love it! Especially the last stanza.

[Andrea Vargas]

That my dear is just fantastic and utterly just touched my heart!! great job hun!!

[roy mccarthy]

nice uplifting poem!
good job :)