It waits impatiently,
A lonely, isolated seed,
Hiding in a crevice of the parched earth.
Everything it needs to grow, blossom and bloom
Seems at hand.
But sadly, something is lacking
Remaining just out of reach.
Something is missing!
It longs to break out of it's hard skin,
As it is warned by the Spring Sun.
Yet it's a prisoner of its own cocoon,
Stagnating in the wind swept soil.
Waiting for something,
It has never felt before
To set it free!
At first in intermittent drops,
Soon in a steady downpour,
Tears from heaven at the seed's plight,
Kicking up tiny plumes of dust,
Across the dry desert surface,
The Spring rain arrives at last!
The seed is soaked in this
Stream of welcome wetness
That seeps down into the depths
Where it has hidden
For eternity.
Finally, all self doubts vanish.
The desert flower sprouts, grows,
Blooms!
She looks round herself,
Smiling upon a world
That has been patiently
Awaiting her arrival
For Ever.
Mar 21, 2014
Mar 21, 2014 at 4:36 PM UTC
It waits impatiently,
A lonely, isolated seed,
Hiding in a crevice of the parched earth.
Everything it needs to grow, blossom and bloom
Seems at hand.
But sadly, something is lacking
Remaining just out of reach.
Something is missing!
It longs to break out of it's hard skin,
As it is warned by the Spring Sun.
Yet it's a prisoner of its own cocoon,
Stagnating in the wind swept soil.
Waiting for something,
It has never felt before
To set it free!
At first in intermittent drops,
Soon in a steady downpour,
Tears from heaven at the seed's plight,
Kicking up tiny plumes of dust,
Across the dry desert surface,
The Spring rain arrives at last!
The seed is soaked in this
Stream of welcome wetness
That seeps down into the depths
Where it has hidden
For eternity.
Finally, all self doubts vanish.
The desert flower sprouts, grows,
Blooms!
She looks round herself,
Smiling upon a world
That has been patiently
Awaiting her arrival
For Ever.
