Almond seed

Seeing the almond seed,
How it had grown.
What it looked at her?
A little leg…
She would feel surprised.
Before just an object and now?
It was a living being!
Either it had always been a living being?
Either it was not a living being now?
She gazed and gazed at the little leg,
It was a matter of time.
It would become a greenish silhouette,
In flocks and branches.

Reviews

[John F]

The very miracle of life moves through this poem, loved it! Really creative and unique writing

[a_methyste]

Thank you a lot for the support. I appreciate it. Love and hugs.