The Plant of Life
I arouse one day, a seed planted into the ground
I will flourish but eventually fall and be re-built
I’m in the center of the world
As I look up I see only one thing standing in between the world and me
Nature
I am the sunrise that sets to depart at my time
When it pours my seed sprouts and I rise
As daybreaks and the nightfall passes
The others flourish by
They come and go just like a cycle that never ends
I can drop back into the soil any second because of nature
Steam
Cyclone
Sun
Blizzard
All natural disasters that can make me perish
When I seek beyond my forthcoming
I wonder will I live again
Looking into the white dense turbulent
Further than I reach thinking
Will I see the leaves be reborn
Will I be as tall and firm as the others
Because just in a second I can be gone
A human form can walk by
Drop a reefer and I can be gone
I can be melted like a skull on fire or a burning wood and turn into ash
We can be zapped out of existence
Deforestation
And no one will care
But I will live again
I will continue to grow
And grow.
When that day comes
I will be ready
To be awakened and animate all over again
Jaylen Brantley • Oct 26, 2023 at 12:41 am
I really enjoyed your word choice, felt like you were able to control the imagery and give the correct feeling that you were trying to put out. Nice poem!