The Seed

My skin is peeled to the bone
No one recognizes me
No one knows me
Can you
Will you
See me
The marrow bleeds

Looking deep inside
Invisible to the naked eye
A seed
But I don't see

Stone ground is the love I share
No one is fair to me
No one cares for me
Can you
Will you
Help me
The dust blows

Looking deep inside
Invisible to the naked eye
A seed
But I don't see

An earthquake shatters the truth
The ground knocks out my feet
Vultures circle over me
My stomach growls
But there's nothing to eat

Looking inside
I see - A Seed
Standing to see better
I watch it sprout within me
Hearing distant thunder
I know there must be water
Washing my feet in a puddle
I feel better

Planted
A fruit vine grows within
I believe
Oh God - Please
Forgive me
Give me this chance
Let me just be a branch

The fruit of the vine becomes me
    And overcomes me
Full - I share
Because I care

By:  Roger Harkness



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