Seed meets earth and dies
An unknowable death
That is not a ceasing
But the beginning
Of all beginnings
Birth from birth
To birth eternal
A faithful link in an eternal chain
With no end.

Seed meets earth and dies
Making way for a life
Lived in two directions
Out and in
Each supporting the other
The yin and yang
Light and dark
Forever entwined
Yet never intermingling.

Roots meet earth
To dine in darkness
In solitude
Anchoring that great trunk
New growth stretching ever skyward
With old roots
Fast friends with the earth
Knowing that the greatest
Conversations in life
Are not seen
But are foundational
Nonetheless.

Branches meet sky
Growing ever away from
Roots
Trunk
Towards newness
Longing for that fresh space
Unmoderated
Unfamiliar
Never to realize
The familiarity that supports
This journey.

Until the call is heard
The eternal chain is realized
Buds turning to flowers
Flowers blooming into fruit
That bend the branches
Curbing lofty heights
To point once again
At the roots.
Fruit longing to find
Fresh space
Uncovered.

Seed meets earth and dies.