A Seed Poem by William Allingham

A Seed

Rating: 3.1

See how a Seed, which Autumn flung down,
And through the Winter neglected lay,
Uncoils two little green leaves and two brown,
With tiny root taking hold on the clay
As, lifting and strengthening day by day,
It pushes red branchless, sprouts new leaves,
And cell after cell the Power in it weaves
Out of the storehouse of soil and clime,
To fashion a Tree in due course of time;
Tree with rough bark and boughs' expansion,
Where the Crow can build his mansion,
Or a Man, in some new May,
Lie under whispering leaves and say,
"Are the ills of one's life so very bad
When a Green Tree makes me deliciously glad?"
As I do now. But where shall I be
When this little Seed is a tall green Tree?

Scarlett Treat 19 March 2006

I am amazed at the peaceful moments WA captures, yet the depth of thought in the last phrase of where will he be when the seedling is a tree.

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M Asim Nehal 14 January 2017


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Paresh Chakra 12 December 2018

It is a very lovely poem 10++++

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Ruta Mohapatra 24 July 2018

'Are the ills..........deliciously glad? '.......Beautiful line!

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Ruta Mohapatra 12 November 2017

We lie under trees which someone else planted long back. Someone else will rest in future under the trees we plant today. A beautiful poem.

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Alem Hailu G/kristos 11 December 2015

Insightful and lovely.This poem is a gem!

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* Sunprincess * 30 May 2014

.............yes, seeds are the most amazing things.....truly from a seed we have the universe....fabulous poem...

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