Time Witnessed
The seed
Dropped into the heart
Time witnessed
How it writhed
Squirmed and was torn
In silence
Then burst forth
In stem, blooms and thorn
A joy in lines was born
Posted for Karin’s Weekend Mini Challenge – Poetry Time! @ Real Toad
&
Shared with Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
This is beautiful.. such clarity in such few words. Loved it :D
ReplyDeletetime is the most powerful witness
ReplyDeleteSuch profound lines! Beautifully written :)
ReplyDeleteThe seed had so much to undergo but the result was marvelous really no pain no gain.
ReplyDeleteThat waiting.. Only with time the flowers would bloom.
ReplyDeleteOften love encounters many obstacles so as it grows the couple establish a defence system to defend each other! That is how it should be.
ReplyDeleteI very much like the point of view you have shown here - Time as witness to our writhing...
ReplyDeleteI love the wholeness of this poem: how it brings forth "blooms and thorns", not just the pretty bits.
ReplyDeleteThere is much to be learned of time that we can learn from the farmer, one that understands the land and the natural rhythms of it. And that there is a tearing down that leads to growth. A fundamental change.
ReplyDeleteI love how that seed burst forth in stem, blooms and thorn ~ A joy to read this morning Sumana ~
ReplyDeleteOne thing about seeds -- they can't be stopped from sprouting. I also think about the saying "what you reap, you will sow" for some reason.
ReplyDeletebeautiful :)
ReplyDeleteAh lovely--a lot of births come with difficulty==even a poem! Thanks, Sumana. k.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem...
ReplyDeleteso this is how poetry is written. lines grow from a seed nurtured. :)
ReplyDeletevery true!
No matter how many obstacles are there - if you insist and do your thing, it will blossom into something beautiful (as hoped by majority)
ReplyDeleteluv the germination process of this poem
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping in at my Sunday Lime Sumana
much love...
Love this :-)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, beautiful write Sumana!
ReplyDeleteHow I love this - the bursting forth in stems, bloom and thorn.
ReplyDeleteA simple few lines to convey the waiting! This was incredible...I especially loved how the poem grew from the seed.
ReplyDeleteDonna@LivingFromHappiness
This is artfully done, Summa. A wonderful, complex metaphor is so few lines takes real skill.
ReplyDeleteTime and a seed. Anything might happen, even a poem.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Birthing something is not easy, but what beauty when it arrives. Lovely words, poetry
ReplyDeleteAll good things had to go through some difficulties. No plain sailing before getting them!
ReplyDeleteHank
A lovely write, my partner has been working visually, with the idea of the seed for a while now. A perfect starting place.
ReplyDeletemay love and beauty spring forth from each heart. A timeless classic Sumana.
ReplyDeleteA beautifully sketched image and wonderful metaphor!
ReplyDeleteThe satisfaction to see something bloom helps to walk through the bud to bloom process, which can be taxing at times....Awesome write!
ReplyDeleteLove does indeed grow like that.
ReplyDeleteVery lovely, Sumana. We all bloom into something over time. If we nurture ourselves well, we can become anything we dream. Loved this :)
ReplyDeletePerfect !
ReplyDeleteZQ
I love "Time" as an entity that can witness...brilliant words, Sumana.
ReplyDelete