HEED THE SEED

Never does the seed realize
It holds a legacy
It holds an unfinished story
It is the creator of history…


The small sapling it beholds
It’s a dynasty that unfolds
But the seed still finds its world

All around the sapling it beholds

It’s a day of joy for the seed
For a flower has been added
Its dynasty has begun to rise
Still the seed doesn’t realize…

The sapling is no more itself
It grows into a plant and then it’s free
The seed is no more the part of the tree
Now the branches come out
The tree has no doubt
This is its world
Its dynasty….

Here the tree doesn’t realize
The seed is its cause
And it is the means…
Until a day comes when its branches
Don’t remain its parts
The tree they don’t even recognize…


This is the time the tree feels sad
Not only for itself...
But also for his mom n dad…



---WIND.