The seed dropped and the soil took it without hesitation

The rain fell and the roots ran deep~

Weeds and thistles wrapped around  them

as new seedlings grew~

For a while they bloomed together

and then the season ended and the blooms fell,

the path grew long and the roots grew deeper

and more seeds began to grow~

Along the long path of long ago

the roots wound around to a new place

and bloomed again~

And for a while they bloomed together

but all the seeds along the path

got caught up in the roots and weeds in-between

and slowly the blooms fell again.

4 thoughts on “Seedlings of the Past

  1. This reminds me of a children’s book, Miss Rumphius, about a woman who scattered flower seeds (kind of like the Johnny of old).

  2. This poem reminds me of of our lives can be.. We take root, grow among good and bad and sometimes the good ones get all mixed up with the not so good .

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