A Fleeting Life Poem by Zorkon Kim

Life is fleeting,
It is scarce.
Life is joyful yet full of sorrow.
Life is Yin and Yang.

Spot the seed that floats,
soars with the wind.
It settles, but when life blows,
It flies away once more.

We are all flying seeds,
gliding into this world, small yet hopeful.
Some seeds settle into the valley,
others in the garden.
They grow and flourish,
in their one home alone.

I am a single seed,
drifting into this vast world,
moving with the wind.
I try to grow,
and sink my roots,
but the wind blows me away.