Destination's dream

sorenbarrett

The weed puts out its seed, on thin cottony hair
From birth to earth thoughts of its destination its prayer
Dreams expand of fertile land, of passing beauty it's unaware
Over the gleams of running streams, meadows so fair
With a blind eye to all that goes by, as it's lifted in the air
 When it lands in dry sands it will no  longer care
Rainbow dreams it seems, have ended in despair

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  • Doggerel Dave

    All life, it seems Soren is propelled by a Random Generator.....

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks Dave I appreciate your comment.Yes a random generator indeed but one that always restarts.

    • orchidee

      Good write SB.

    • Goldfinch60

      We have those dreams of life soren and in my life many have come true, I am very lucky.

      Andy

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you Gold I appreciate the read and may many more come true as well

      • peet

        Lovely write.

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks so much for the read and comment

        • NafisaSB

          i agree the earth has to be fertile to allow the seed of any weed or plant to flourish, if it falls on barren soil, it will perish much faster..so it is with us too..good write

          • sorenbarrett

            Thank you so much for your understanding read. It is most appreciated



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