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The Remnant, The Seed

My strength is gone Dissipated, exhausted Swept away, of no use within
Fit only for the waste without
Yet bravely I stand

As a seed caught in with winnowed chaff Dried up, forgotten Separated, isolated
Thrown out and trampled under Discarded and abandoned
No hope in sight

Burned by the scorching sun Surely destined to die. Of suddenness caught On a wayfaring branch Swept of howling wind
A sanctuary of sorts Oh but soon displaced

Separated; Once again alone
Driven deep Amidst the earth Pounded, pierced Surely the end is come Then suddenly silence!
Not a sound to be heard Surrounded by moistly darkness Nothing seen, nothing….

By God! I feel my innards quiver Quickening from deep within
Pulsing, throbbing
Oh it will not stop
Nor would I ever will it to
For my parts begin to move!

Now throttled from I push within
Gaining strength
Breaking forth No more the scorching sun
But cradled by gentle warmth
The settling dewy mist
Cleansing; Renewing my soul


I’m revived! I’m revived! ! From hands that stripped to arms that wrap
By forces once gripped now with strength propelled My bruises healed,
My spirit raised
No more death, or dearth
I’m revived! I’m revived! ! I’m revived! ! !
I'm revived to live again…..

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