Thin saplings
Once
Someone planted you
In the Earth
To shade
Future wanderers.
I too have been planted
In soil soft enough
To embrace me in its fold
Thick enough to hold me
As I grow into the light
Out of this
Dark Earth.
Perhaps one day a leaf of mind
Will travel to your feet
And will remind you
Of beauty
That must fade.
Small sapling,
You have seen
Many winters,
Many moons
In this place.
While I am here
On a short visit;
My roots are my thoughts
Twisting in search of
Water
My Earth is
Your love –
Holding me down,
Silent as the
Tomb.
(Written in Meherabad, India)
The poem speaks to me in a such a beautiful way.
I too have been planted
In soil soft enough
To embrace me in its fold
Thick enough to hold me
As I grow into the light
Out of this
Dark Earth.
I love this stanza. Very nice work