A Tiny Seed Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

A tiny seed, held in my hand,
Too small to bloom across the land.
A simple question, soft and low,
A whisper on the winds that blow.

'Is there a light, I cannot see,
A strength beyond what dwells in me?
A Power vast, a gentle guide,
Where love and hope can still reside? '

If in your heart, a 'yes' takes hold,
A story new, begins to unfold.
Though doubts may linger, fears may rise,
You're on the path, beneath the skies.

So lift your face, let worries cease,
Find comfort in this inner peace.
The journey starts, with faith so slight,
And blooms to fill you with its light.


T.M.Solvang