I Am A Seed

I am a seed,
we are the forest,
and I grow, flow and glide
between the trees
cutting pathways through crisp undergrowth
the leaves
like hands brush me with their silent
feeling, their sea
is empty to a seed
but alive to a tree.

When we are alone we are in need.

I am a seed.

We are the forest.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.