For it to bloom, you must
plant the seed
once put underground
it begins to feed
from what does it derive
nutrients needed to grow?
which are the group needed
and, how does it know?
Besides the nutricious soil
insects,debri,dead,and unknown
the earths underground holds
vast mysteries never shown
parts of everything in the universe
lies buried beneath our feet
with all the elements we are immersed
merged with Creator,we are complete
we are all part of the same dust
to love each other is truly a must
Wonderful Write, Eileen. I needed this, after an especially difficult week. I feel much better and connected now.
Be Always Well, Carin' ...and Happy Valentine's Day, not a holiday I especially care for, but this poem brings a whole new light to February 14th.
Amen!
Worth striving for!
Were that it was though.
Humanity is, at times I think, too diverse.
And too complicated. It's one of the challenges
me thinks, our diversity, that makes life and its
inhabitants so easy to love or hate.
Loving is certainly the wiser choice but,
I have never been able to love everyone.
I am flawed, sadly, because of ugly
human nature. Too sensitive.
Still though I continue trying.
Thought provoking chum ...
r
At last a question that my stump the experts on Radio 4's GQT. (Gardeners Question Time)
Fine vine message here. C'mon then Tiggs lets go share some Lurve an coo coo coo call the dove from above.
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on February 10, 2010
Well done. Well thought out. It was perfect, each word supported the other. Good. Very good.
beneath our feet,sustenance for living things, including us -- to the earth, the mysteries we must trust -- dust,a most creative master, laced with intrigue -- Eileen, this is such an enlightening perspective -- a concept we fail to examine as often as we should -- man and earth, a brotherhood -- peace and love to you my dear friend -- JM
Yes indeed, truth and love, all is one, Ahimsa, and Ghandi, this kind of truth, God the Creator, that kind of truth to enlightenment, but it's a long reach into the future I think, before any of us can even consider reaching the bottom step. You certainly expressed it wonderfully , I especially like the last two lines.
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
Shines like silver, E. We take for granted the miracle that is right in front of our eyes(and "beneath our feet"). Softly knowing and spiritually vibrant write...
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Be Always Well, Carin' ...and Happy Valentine's Day, not a holiday I especially care for, but this poem brings a whole new light to February 14th.
All need reminding from time to time.
Thank you!!
xOx 'Pea' xOx
Worth striving for!
Were that it was though.
Humanity is, at times I think, too diverse.
And too complicated. It's one of the challenges
me thinks, our diversity, that makes life and its
inhabitants so easy to love or hate.
Loving is certainly the wiser choice but,
I have never been able to love everyone.
I am flawed, sadly, because of ugly
human nature. Too sensitive.
Still though I continue trying.
Thought provoking chum ...
r
Georg
Fine vine message here. C'mon then Tiggs lets go share some Lurve an coo coo coo call the dove from above.
GOD BLESS
Tony
see you again next time, ET, I feel it shall be a better lifetime.
Much peace, love, and light
Amber "V"
Newfie Hugs, Rose
John
vast mysteries never shown
Probably why I like diggin around in the dirt so much, as do my dogs.
PS: The Jersey Devil's complainin that we're all pickin on him again. You better tell Ma!
Love and Hugs always.
George C.
Provide and foster. Mission two
Acknowledge nature. Mission three
We're all the same dust you and me.
Patrick
Hugs! Jasmin Horst
John
Lin