A seed is buried in dirt.
Unseen…in darkness….the seed cracks open… and life begins to grow…
“For a seed to achieve its greatest expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would look like complete destruction.”- Cynthia Occelli
It seems this is often the way of life for us…
Out of darkness, struggle and what appears to be destruction….
New Life is coming forth…
The Seed Cracked Open- Hafiz
It used to be
That when I would wake in the morning
I could with confidence say,
”What am ‘I’ going to do?”
That was before the seed
Now Hafiz is certain:
There are two of us housed
In this body,
Doing the shopping together in the market and
Tickling each other
While fixing the evening’s food.
Now when I awake
All the internal instruments play the same music:
”God, what love-mischief can
‘We’ do for the world Today?