84- Seeds they are a flyin’

Okay, I admit I am borrowing this material, but it captures something that I love. It captures a huge part of the reason I blog, why I always attempt to be raw, transparent and honest in my blogs.

As I have said many times, I always seek to learn the lesson in everything adverse and strive to keep moving forward and upward. Hopefully, I can lift some people along the way.

Long have I wandered
with this sack of seeds
gathered over lifetimes
Longer still shall I continue
searching for fertile ground
in which to plant.
Occasionally I stop to
entertain a questioning mind
or overturn a cherished notion
that has run its course
I joke, I challenge, I plant a seed
staying just long enough
to see it take root.

Other times I cast seeds to the wind,
A poem left in a bar
A Chalk picture on sidewalk
A story written in spiderwebs
or interwebs
With each of these
I send a prayer
that they will land
and spread and grow
providing sustenance for many

Not every seed will thrive
nor every thought take hold
neither life nor wisdom provide that certainty
nor is every seed viable

Still I travel
with song and with seed
until I stop.
When that day comes
scatter me on the wind
Another idea
floating on the breeze

–G A Rosenberg