26 October 2020
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“Ode to a Seed”
One small seed holds the universe in its soul.
One small seed brings untold bounty,
moving across time and space with tenacity, often overcoming.
Legacies come in multitudes.
The tiniest can be the bravest, the strongest, the most free-spirited.
Longevity pierces common sense, beating back interference and spreading branches of the ancestral tree.
The seeds of hope are the seeds of the past intertwined with the present.
Perfection is not the necessary response.
Continuance brings abundance for wherever it slides along the continuum of
That smallest of the life cycle endures even without notice, and that not being seen
often reveals the essence of coexistence.
And as the seeds of yearly bounty float from the past, the universe takes heed
to listen and watch the treasures coincide with the present.
How long is longevity? How fierce is legacy? And when do we attend the warnings
knocking on the seasonal door of abundance?
The spellbound beauty of a crimson zinnia transcends its earthly reflection. And one small seed holds the universe in its soul.