POEMS

KNEWNESS

There is an invisible power in the seed;
Which constantly worketh to feed;
Humans and all who are in need;
Yes! All life forms are interdependent indeed.

With unwavering workings of mischief;
The old Serpent tries to frustrate;
The blessedness of this divine mandate;
Which is intended upon men to shower relief

Consider the mustard seed;
And thou shalt see, I tell no lie;
In silence a tiny space in the soil to occupy;
At last, it unwraps its shells to proceed.

Out of the earth it launches;
With beams of joy tapping nourishment
From the sun to escape tarnishment,
Spreading its leafy arms, its maker it glorifies.

Thou, oh man art a similitude!
Like the seed, the same power thou possesseth;
To break out into freedom and fullness;
A unique creation, wanting nothing.

Tarry thou hither and behold!
I shalt reveal this unto thee;
As the seed, death thou must first see;
And then thy rebirth shalt be complete.

Written by: Mwana Annobil (09/02/13)