Saturday, April 25, 2009

33. Stubborn seeds

Hundreds and thousands of seeds
Keep falling from the tree
To get blown away by the wind
Washed away by water
Or buried beneath the soil.

Most find the world too hostile
And quickly embrace death,
But some show courage to sprout.

Fighting vagaries of weather,
Foiling evil designs of man
Sprouts slowly turn into plants
And plants into tall trees,
Producing thousands of seeds.

It is on some small stubborn seeds
That the forest depends for survival.

5 comments:

Aparna said...

Beautiful lines. I came across your post by chance and could not help commenting. I was truly moved.

Kadri Luik said...

It's very comforting to know that once man kind stops to destroy the world around us there will be hundreds and thousands of seeds that will turn the world back into a green and beautiful place again. They say it will take as little as 50 years for the forest to claim back the lands in an abandoned city. =)

Indrani said...

"some show courage to sprout."
Beautiful thoughts expressed.

humanobserver said...

Dedicated to mother nature. Bravo !

Sai Charan said...

Dear Onkarji,

I loved the second stanza:

"Most find the world too hostile
And quickly embrace death,
But some show courage to sprout."

And as always, this one is just a nice poem with meaningful thoughts...