Unseen Things

A tiny seed beneath the earth grows deep as silently it sleeps.

Sunshine and rain bring nourishment to the living, sleeping seed.

Changes take place, no eye has seen as it stretches and moves in mystery~

Roots grow deeper as the little sleeper, awakens to form a tree!

The sky beckons as the branches reach-out and the wooded tree stands tall, a thousand leaves wave in the breeze as Summer turns to Fall.

There in its shade as time passes by, secrets kept in forest pride, bowing to its maker the ancient, tree, dies.

Winter passes and Springtime awakes as another tree is found.

Life goes on in the cycle, a tiny seed does sleep~

Awakens in time for a serenade under the eastern sky.

Lifting its head in the bright sunlight a baby tree now thrives.

~Marla Shaw O’Neill November 6, 2022

To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Ecclesiastes 3:1 King James Version