Lilly

One Seed

Posted on March 6, 2012by apronheadlilly

Encased within an earthen grave,
life begins to groan.
Cramped,
smothered,
painful stretching strong,
resisting death,
creeping tendrils persist
to find a breath,
to find a light,
a life beyond the lonely black.
To hold the hope,
to have the will,
one seed comes springing forth.