A Fallen Seed

A Fallen Seed

by Rob Dilworth 2016

A seed has fallen to the ground
Among the rocks and dust,
Unknown!
Without concern, without a sound;
For no one cried or fussed,
Alone!

The seed, so low, looked up to see
The branch from which it fell,
Dismayed!
He thought he was a mighty tree.
He thought he’d done so well,
Betrayed!

Then winter winds began to blow
And covered him with leaves,
Uptight!
It seems he’s being pushed below.
He feels the chill and grieves,
Cold night!

So deep within the mud he sits
Without the breath to cry,
Afraid!
His shell begins to weaken, splits
And he prepares to die;
He prayed!

He feels the light of life grow dim.
His strength begins to fade,
Descend!
The veil of death now covers him
And there his body stayed,
The end!
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But deep within his earthly tomb
A hope began to stir,
Revive!
His grave became a loving womb
To grow a mighty fir,
Alive!

Ezekiel 36:26

Author: Rob Dilworth