A Seed Is Buried…

A poem that incorporates repetition and is about rebirth. This is a cascade poem. 


A seed is buried in the ground:

Potential life that seems to die

Is getting ready for rebirth.

 

Preparing soil for planting:

In hopeful anticipation

A seed is buried in the ground.

 

And autumn leaves turn brown and red,

Fall to the ground and leave trees bare:

Potential life that seems to die.

 

Keep calm; exhale the frigid air,

Remember that nature’s cocoon

Is getting ready for rebirth.

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