Dr John Celes

Gold Star - 7,040 Points (14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

Sonnet: The Mustard Seed - Poem by Dr John Celes

How great a power fills a mustard seed-
A miniscule sphere, packed with silent life!
That falls in soil right, turning tree to feed
Both beasts and human beings, in much strife.

What creative mind made the mustard seed,
That rudely wakened, sprouts to mammoth tree!
With multitude of leaves verdure indeed,
And branches which nest birds, so proud and free.

God’s Kingdom too is like a mustard seed
That grows infinitesimally big with time,
And houses righteous souls that always heed
To Maker’s code regardless of earth’s clime.

The beauty of Heaven is foretold thus:
So fathomless, that none should ever miss!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-2-2007

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, January 7, 2011


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