"A Little Lower"
We were shaped on the sixth day,
set down in grit and daylight,
hands still smelling of ground.
It’s said we sit just under the bright ones,
not quite lifted, not quite settled,
a middle place we carry without complaint.
Most days we feel small enough-
like something meant for soil,
held together by simple parts.
Yet there's a hint of more in us,
a quiet charge that doesn't draw an eye,
waiting for its season.
Seeds know this kind of waiting.
They keep to themselves,
take the fall without protest,
trust the dark to do its work.
If the stories are right,
we're no different-
a people in early form,
kept low for now,
growing toward a shape
we can't yet hold.
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There is a feel of humility in this poem not often felt amongst humans. Nicely written with the hope we will evolve into something more worthy
That is the hope. Thanks precious friend 🙏🏻🕊
Happy Easter or Passover or Just a wonderful Sunday my friend
All of the above, dear Soren 🙏🏻🕊
Your poem beautifully captures the tension between our earthly roots and higher potential 😊. The imagery of seeds and growth is a powerful metaphor for human journey. Very well written!!!
Thanks, Salvia. A growing journey indeed 🙏🏻🕊️
This made me think of - we're made of dust, a storm in a teacup, a dust-storm, making mountains out of molehills... maybe. Don't say I've turned cryptic. Not got enough brain cells for that! I will be OK after a lay down in a dark room. lol.
A dusty teabag, leaving tea dust at the bottom of a teacup ☕️ mmm… 🙏🏻🕊️
Arqios, this hit me hard…there’s a quiet humility here that feels grounded and steady. It doesn’t reach upward too fast, it just stays where it’s placed. That patience carries. Powerful piece, my friend. Happy Easter to you! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Patience is probably the hardest and the latest learned virtue and perhaps a key ingredient to pride’s antidote. Just musing here on the spot 🙏🏻🕊️👍🏻
We are apparently Evolving along the way.
For the better?
Happy Easter.
Hopefully for the better! A happy Easter to you too, Kevin🙏🏻🕊️
We will hopefully all grow up in time Rik.
Andy
I like this a hole lot arqios .. it appeals on so many levels .. write down to those 2 little dots planted one on top of the other .. all we need now is a spot of time .. Neville 😎👍
p.s there are no typos in this rectangle either
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