Seed of Potential
I was surrounded by lush greens and abundance
An environment that appeared self-sustaining
I inherently felt a strength there
I felt secure because it allowed me to be
Soon, Eden was lost in the paralysis of fear
Reality came down in a hailstorm
And slowly, I became familiar with the illusory image I had placed before me
I was holding a tiny, dried-up seed
A ghosted blueprint of a healthy tree that never came to be
Its leaves were browning before they began to sprout up -
From the fears of drought, of hurricanes and lightning bursts
It was easier to remain small and unassuming in its insignificant shell
Rather than going to great lengths to reach to the heavens
Only to get torn to the ground later
The risk was too great
The fear, too paralyzing
The sun, too powerful and all encompassing
I always welcomed that sun
And the beauty of its willing receivers
And I had sought refuge under this lofty tree -
Never thinking that it could be a reflection of my own self-assurance
And when I was made aware
I continued to hold fast to that seed
To nurture it through my own light and love
That tiny seed would never germinate
The love that warmed it in my hands could not catalyze its growth
The seed needed to be firmly planted in the earth
The desire that burst from within me was for my own evolution
And I wanted to share as much as I could
To co-create and have symbiosis with another being
But energy cannot be transferred without a willing receiver
And energy will surely be squelched without a willing transmitter
So it’s better to dwell in the sun and find fellow sun-dwellers who too, intend to grow
An environment that appeared self-sustaining
I inherently felt a strength there
I felt secure because it allowed me to be
Soon, Eden was lost in the paralysis of fear
Reality came down in a hailstorm
And slowly, I became familiar with the illusory image I had placed before me
I was holding a tiny, dried-up seed
A ghosted blueprint of a healthy tree that never came to be
Its leaves were browning before they began to sprout up -
From the fears of drought, of hurricanes and lightning bursts
It was easier to remain small and unassuming in its insignificant shell
Rather than going to great lengths to reach to the heavens
Only to get torn to the ground later
The risk was too great
The fear, too paralyzing
The sun, too powerful and all encompassing
I always welcomed that sun
And the beauty of its willing receivers
And I had sought refuge under this lofty tree -
Never thinking that it could be a reflection of my own self-assurance
And when I was made aware
I continued to hold fast to that seed
To nurture it through my own light and love
That tiny seed would never germinate
The love that warmed it in my hands could not catalyze its growth
The seed needed to be firmly planted in the earth
The desire that burst from within me was for my own evolution
And I wanted to share as much as I could
To co-create and have symbiosis with another being
But energy cannot be transferred without a willing receiver
And energy will surely be squelched without a willing transmitter
So it’s better to dwell in the sun and find fellow sun-dwellers who too, intend to grow