* A Seed Within Poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan

* A Seed Within

Rating: 5.0


what are you going to do?
he might ask
are you going to wait

are you going to wait
for the seed to take root
bloom and bear fruit

leave it to me
he might say
i will give you the fruit in a capsule
you give me your seed...why toil
he would ploy

A FRUIT IN A CAPSULE IS'NT A FRUIT AT ALL

The path too is a joy
the growth too is a joy
from the seed to the fruit

a spiritual share is a joy too
the giver and the taker share the joy
if it was a share
which gave you joy
how can you use it
as a ploy

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Deepti Agarwal 30 April 2009

very serene.. n deep... liked it.. :)

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a marvelous and a resonant creation! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! given 10++++++++++++

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Sadiqullah Khan 25 April 2009

This is a great analogy, can one learn sprituality in a 15 day yoga class, well he/she needs to grow from the seed, and feel it inside. As usual, great piece Lakshminarayan.10

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Alison Cassidy 25 April 2009

There is much wisdom between the lines of this fine poem about life as a process, not just as a series of obstacles to be avoided. Delayed gratification can be a very important tool for personal growth - in fact, many who are indulged and pampered, become incapable of finding real happiness. Wait for your seed to grow. Water it. Feed it and enjoy the fruits of your patience. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

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Kalyani Rajalingham 23 April 2009

Love & Friendship are quite different. Often, we share if we see a friend in others, but it does not have to bloom. A friend is someone you feel you can trust because in them you see a bit of yourself. I'm not sure if it's the cultural difference that leads me to believe this but often it's also our responsibility not to mislead any friend too no?

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Pandian Angelina 12 July 2009

Commericialisation of Nature's gifts Herbs, fruits, leaves, roots and all Given free to us, how can we sell What is not truly our's but belongs To future humanity - The simple joys Of climbing trees plucking fruits With their juice running down our elbow To chase a squirrel and sing with parrots All now lost and our children drink From bottles and tetrapacks While we gulp down ancient wisdom In haste and hurry, no time to spare, As pills and lageums* with no one To make them with a dash of love Or concern as our grandmas did in ages old. But, to allude to all the above and then Talk of the Spiritual too with such ease In self same breathe I assure No one else other than you can ever do! [*medicine made in Jam like consistency] Angel

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Ashraful Musaddeq 29 May 2009

You have nicely crafted nice theme. There is no fruit without seed. Wonderful lucid composition with profound thought.10+++

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Christopher Lee 26 May 2009

i like the phrase ' life is a journey' it is not the destination that is of great interest its the journey in marriages the moment till the ' Muhurat' is interesting rather than the tying the knot moment which puts a full stop to meeriments great Lakshmanji

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Shweta Advani 17 May 2009

gud write...n advice to the impatient generation seekin shortcuts....the journey is as beautiful as the destination: -) 10/10

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Raj Arumugam 08 May 2009

an insightful look into the 'spiritual life'

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