Remember that when we dig
We are planting our seeds
We cover them
providing them a home
The water we give is food with the sun
This lesson on life
I thought I understood
But when applied to me
I saw it in another light
I have been buried
Never seen as a seed
The earth around me
never a welcoming home
The water drowned me
and the sun burned me
They said to nurture me
And others will too
But
that was never the best I could do
Maybe that's why I was continuously buried
But now
at my best
I buried myself
Not as a seed//
But formed to a pod--and from it--
my tulips will emerge
©joypond
J