A hand full of seeds

A hand full of seeds
Flower of tabernacle


One day
an old wise man
gave me some seeds

a handful of them

“If you plant hem
they’ll bring you wealth
and grow by themselves”

And despite
my own efforts on thankless lands
the seeds didn’t grow
nor did my wealth

One day
knocked down by my efforts
I threw them away

and they started to grow by themselves

For the germinating power
doesn’t lay in my hands.
It lays in the seed

and hospitable lands.


Just writing poems...
Putting some question marks

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One Reply to “A hand full of seeds”

  1. “God is the Light of the heavens and the earth. The parable of His light is, as it were, that of a niche containing a lamp; the lamp is [enclosed] in glass, the glass [shining] like a radiant star: [a lamp] lit from a blessed tree – an olive-tree that is neither of the east nor of the west the oil whereof [is so bright that it] would well-nigh give light [of itself] even though fire had not touched it: light upon light! God guides unto His light him that wills [to be guided]; and [to this end] God propounds parables unto men, since God [alone] has full knowledge of all things”. 24:35

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