The Journey Of A Seed - Poem by Wini Jose
On earth lay a fruit all ready and ripe,
With a lot of colour and hype.
Around were birds so hungry, so greedy,
With their cunning eyes, some round and big, some small and beady.
Next day nothing was left out from that juicy fellow,
Except for something round and yellow.
Now no one was there to look at this little thing,
Because it was like a pauper and nothing like a king.
It was carried by a parrot for her hungry offsprings,
Waiting for her with open mouths and wide wings.
Her kids didn’t like it at all so they,
Threw it down the tree and were more interested to play.
So it lay there for long but was carried away,
And travelled during night and day.
It saw many wonderful sights,
Sometimes a little sparkling stream or cheetah fights.
So day and night it travelled on a buffalo’s back,
Attached to it like a strong little tack.
But at last the seed was laid to rest,
And its strength was put to a test.
So the little seed grew to a big tree, tall and wide,
Strong enough to resist the strongest storm and biggest tide.
So that big tree stands to this day,
As if not to give its secrets away.
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