Seed 11

“There is something within you that is struggling to be born, in the midst of something struggling to keep from dying.” - Antonio Gramsci

Deep within you lies a seed, silent and still,

Nestled in your soul, beyond ego’s will.

Patiently it waits, through chaos and strife,

Longing for fertile ground to spring forth into a new life.

Your heart is a garden, sacred and true,

Its soil enriched by the love within you.

With care, the sun’s divine light breaks through,

Infusing life with meaning anew.

Picture the garden where your weeds once grew,

Now cleared to make space for something new.

Here, authenticity births what is real,

A blossoming life that you can feel.

Life and death entwine, as the old is released,

Doubt is pruned, and growth finds its feast.

The water of life flows, pure and clear,

Quenching the soil and banishing fear.

Similar to a fruit with its seed stored away,

Follow your heart for it surely knows your way.

In this sacred space, you’ll come to see,

The source of all creation lies deep within me.