Seeds have pointed ends
and sharp edges
browned and dried at rest.
Planted by strong winds
into dark soil opened
by seeds’ thin crest.
Growth and change
know no easy kindness;
strive in fierce battles to persist.
Await mere chance to emerge in sunshine
through storms and rain
from under soil’s harsh duress.
Noblesse oblige is well and good.
It fertilizes earth to grow the seed.
But it is seed which has stood
the test of winter’s snow
to make a healthy garden grow.
Strong agents of change protect
the tender plants we sow.
annarino writes 