The Little Seed Poem by Amo Mokobane

The Little Seed



Idly drifting in the wind,
The little unhinged seed weaved Serenely through the trees.

Meekly
With surrender
Without a struggle.

No one could reach
No one could stumble upon it.
It stayed high above everything
That lived on the ground.

Looking down at the torment ridden Beings, the little seed sighed.
Pity, it thought,
They don't know what power there is
in weakness.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
The poem is based on the bible scripture matthew 5: 5 'Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth. Sometimes people get caught up in the power they possess they start feeling invincible and totally undermine the power God. Their pursuit of ultimate power sometimes torments them. They lose touch with reality and their sense of humanity. Families are destroyed in the process leaving children distraught and neglected. The little seed in the poem is violently wrenched from its plant but it doesn't fight it, it doesn't get angry or frightened. Note how because of this it stays above the bad things in the world, the stress, the bitterness, the addictions, etc. The seed knows by letting God take control it will be deposited somewhere and grow into something bigger than itself. Just like the meek will inherit the earth.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Antonio Liao 27 November 2012

a solitude of hope revealing yet! smooth drifting like the wind in the dunes....there is always the hope to sublime reality in the making...excellent gesture of deep transformation... a 10/10

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Anita Sehgal 02 October 2012

so beautifully portrayed... the power of surrender ...

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