The Pod Poem by AHO Speaks

The pod filled with seeds waiting to release
A gentle wind with the force of peace.

The dryness causes the pod to open and spread
At first glance one could believe the seeds were dead.

Inside are entwined seeds waiting to be separated and to leave?
Final destinations by the hand of God so do not grieve.

The wind of nature as their vehicle to carry along
Underneath a created star to whch we humans also belong.

Certainly evidence of a thoughtful life giving plan
Well understod by women but not the mind of man.

A plan does not need every piece to logically fit
Does the light from a candle come from the flame or from the wick?

Even in the darkness we are given sight
Do we question the source or reason for light?

The creative thought was perfect and even more
Gender equality and responsiblity are the keys to open earth's door