New Things
A poem
My dad found
a maple seedling
sprouting in
our flower bed
and put a cage around it
in hopes
that it will grow.
Somehow, new things
are still springing up
in the treacherous soil
of these times.
My dad found
a maple seedling
sprouting in
our flower bed
and put a cage around it
in hopes
that it will grow.
Somehow, new things
are still springing up
in the treacherous soil
of these times.
I'm glad I found your page. I like how punchy and short this is, with a topic that reaches far beyond its name or subject. The last few lines push it way out into spiritual territory, and I love it.
Amen. And may we have eyes to see and cultivate them!