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Poems from "A little seed"

 
A little seed

A little seed
Laid in the ground
Came to the world
Grew up
In rain and wind
Overcame the storm
Stretched itself against the light
With it fragile leaves
Stands upright now 
Shines like the sun
A little seed has grown strong

A little seed II

A little seed
Laid in the ground
Came to the world
In rain and wind
Overcame the storm
Grew up from the hard ground
Stretched itself against the light
With it fragile leaves
Stands upright now
Stretched itself against the sun
With the wish to life
A little seed has grown strong

The roots

The roots link themselves to the ground
that's soften through and through by the rain
witch poured down for hours
A blast bends the flower down to the mud
like it wants to break down the beauty
that's living in it
But then the blast dies
and the flowers raises itself up again
As strong
As beautiful
like it never had been in danger of losing it face
I wished I would be as strong as this flower

Small things

I often wondered
Who the Small things
Can leave behind that much emptiness
When they vanish
Without mercy
The little flower in front of the window
That stood in full splendour just yesterday
And is gone today
The butterfly that flutters past
And is gone when I blink
And the bird that sang in the apple-tree
Through the summer
Vanished with the autumn wind
Small things
We rarely think about
Before they are gone
For good 

Time 1

You haven't got time
You say
I know
You haven't got time
The time have you

Time 2

You haven't got time
You say
Hurry on
Past
Me
But I know
You haven't got time
The time have you

By the fence

In the town my mother comes from
In a garden by the harbour
Roses and sunflowers always have grown
by a white fence
that protected the green
from the grey asphalt
When I was a child I was pulled away
from adults who hadn't time
to admire the flowers
who stretches themselves up to the sky
and looked down to me
like friendly nodding giants
Today I can stop
Admire the garden
Look at the flowers who still
rocks softly along the white fence
But who small they now look
when I remember my childhoods giants

I wish

I wish myself your roots
when I see who deep they go
down into the ground
and shapes a hold
difficult to tear out
I wish myself your spine
when I see how upright you stand
You stretch yourself up high about my head
Slender and high
Like nothing could break you down
I wish myself your litheness
When I see how you let yourself bent
Down to the ground of the wind
And softly raise again when it abate
I wish myself your proud
When I see how high you dare to grow
If there's nothing more naturally
if that exactly you
Shall lift your head high above us all
I wish myself your humility
When I see how you bend your head
Look down to the ground
And hide your face from the sun

You came

You came –
when the sun shined from a blue sky
and the garden bloomed in full grandeur
- but you were met with coldness
You stayed - when the days became shorter
and autumn coloured the leafs
and the sky turned grey
- and you were still met with coldness
You left - after the first snow felt
and the winter overcame you with its cold
- and you may have managed to warm some hearts

Thoughts

It's been said
Thoughts are free
but what about the thoughts
that were placed in out heads
against our own awareness

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