I am just a seed
Floating in the wind
Nothing but a seed
In the oblivion
I have traveled far
And seen many sites
I've seen love and sorrow
I've seen make ups and fights
I've had friends
And I've had foes
I've had anxiety and sadness
But I've tamed those woes
Now I am ready to land
Somewhere soft, soil or sand
Under warm sun with gentle light rays
And cool rain showers to wash off past pain
I wish to be planted deep down in the earth
I don't know what I'll grow into
But I know that whatever I'll be
I will make sure
To always be me
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Author:
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- Published: August 10th, 2025 20:21
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Each seed becomes what its destiny and biochemistry dictate. The apple does not fall far from the tree and an apple tree can not sprout a cherry tree. Everything in its season. Good poem
That's all you can ask is to be yourself, enjoyed the read
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