Treasure Island

Reyvrex Questor Reyes


Seed


As one herald of life starting anew,
While in Hadean realms just inches deep,
To break lethargic spells, the time is due
To rise, and seek the light, from buried sleep;
Before too long Persephone returns,
To bring back life to all that lies dormant,
And only when the seeds break from their urns,
Will Earth expose the risen shoots extant;
But upper life is too much to contend,
Doubly harder than that of one below;
While underneath, should Death call the seed's end,
Already, it's entombed, no one would know;
.......Shoots die and lie unburied on the ground,
.......Seeds merely fade, unknown, not to be found.

Submitted: Friday, September 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013
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