A Strange Musing

A very beautiful sight caught my eye.
airborne dandelion seeds floating by.

Then, a very curious thought came to mind,
Are we too plants; but; of a different kind,

seeded by some strange seed unknown,
that brings life to flesh, blood and bone,

thus making us blossom like a flower,
and breaking free at life's closing hour,

like seeds from a matured pod, it flies,
invisible to the human eyes,

as we end in ashes or a tomb,
to fertile lands, a baby in a womb?

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

from begining to end the cycle just starts all over again love the ending, nice touch.

[Steven Cetta]

Bravo. The circle of life all in one. Nice!!! I love this.

[Coyote Poetry]

Nice flow of thoughts and I like the visions create by the poem.
'like seeds from a matured pod, it flies,
invisible to the human eyes, '
I like when poetry ending with a question. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[MOON]

Love this lyrical write and your deep thoughts you string it all so well together.

[Seshat Nidaba]

You'll never believe who you reminded me with this poem? Why Tagore of course! Well done! Very tender and playfully philosophical.

[luciddreamer]

I loved this write....the insight as well as the imagery was fantastic..and left me with a humbled

[Tate Morgan]

I love the perfect rhyme it is something we should all try for in our writing
beautiful

[Narnie]

This encapsulates it all. Gosh... I really like your rhyming. It is clever - not forced. This truly goes full circle but allows the mind to follow the final thought.

[Rossen]

like the cosmic seeding of our earth, mature or well developed rhyme scheme
the never ending awe of mother nature splendid.Top shelf writing, keep on.