Seeds

Seeded, watered, and patted down Sown and sheltered into the soil we call Home Sweet Home Till our call for adventuring The wide expanse unknown More and more we learn As we roam in the lands Above and Below Up we feel the sweet embrace Of the wind that blows through our hands Along with the refreshing splash of water Upon our head, that washes down Into our clothing, soothing to the touch. With the same sense we search further down And sink our feet into the roots Of our ancestors who paved the way We flow into our next single steps Our mind diverges from others We progress uniquely on our own Searching for the worldly answer Of why we came into our existance Then and only then We know where to place The ones after we are gone.