Like A Box Of Chocolates Poem by Alex Medina

Under sky fly the clouds
And under clouds falls a drop.
Sinking in under Earth
Until She wills for it to stop
And soak itself upon a seed
Sitting low inside Her womb,
That it may stand tall and straight,
And burst abroad abloom.

The pillar of hardened bark,
Of many rings in wood,
Had in it the strongest will
To strive from where it stood.
To let go its earthly roots
And reach the heavens high,
Experience a view of all
And see the world thereby.

Darkness gathers overhead.
From this sky falls down a bolt,
Which the pillar catches well
Resulting in its ashen molt.
Burning, soaring, into the air.
Storms and dark pass by and by
So even as it dims to dark,
Its dream went not awry.

For the wind, gust and breeze
Had carried far its remains,
Fulfilling noble desire and goal
Through unexpected gains.