The seed of thought by RestingInEternity, literature
Literature
The seed of thought
A thought can be a seed
Planted in our mind
Though its coating prevents us
From owning our find
In the absence of light
It waits, unrefined
The geometric sea
Renders us blind
No water flows
The land is dry
Some seeds are
Destined to die
Secure in soil
It is not known why
But this particular seed
Is not passed by
A haze of grey
Lifting to light
Illuminates the seed
Reveals it to sight
Awakened, it grows
Coating uncomfortably tight
Until at last, a split
Marks the end of this night
Inspired by the contents
Sky opens a shower
Droplets that nurture
A newly formed flower
Branches are formed
A trunk within the hour
And
The seed of thought by RestingInEternity, literature
Literature
The seed of thought
A thought can be a seed
Planted in our mind
Though its coating prevents us
From owning our find
In the absence of light
It waits, unrefined
The geometric sea
Renders us blind
No water flows
The land is dry
Some seeds are
Destined to die
Secure in soil
It is not known why
But this particular seed
Is not passed by
A haze of grey
Lifting to light
Illuminates the seed
Reveals it to sight
Awakened, it grows
Coating uncomfortably tight
Until at last, a split
Marks the end of this night
Inspired by the contents
Sky opens a shower
Droplets that nurture
A newly formed flower
Branches are formed
A trunk within the hour
And