Growth

 The second poem of the year is due today in the poetry group of Deadlines for Writers. The prompt was "gentle." I wrote free verse based on a quote by Ruth Chou Simons: “Blooms are not the only way to see God’s faithfulness   He is actively growing you, friend, while you sow through the hard soil of affliction. You don’t have to be blooming to be growing …”

Growth

Under hard, dry earth,

Thirst reigns;

Still the tiny seed stretches,

Seeks life-giving water.

 

Darkness presses in, and

Light, known only by faith, is far above.

Still the infant flower reaches toward sustaining beams.

 

In the glorious day above,

Admiring eyes and poets’ glowing words

Find beauty in other fields.

Heedless of what lies beneath.

 

Unknown, unseen, unsung,

A flower grows.

Through the hard parched soil of affliction,

Not yet blooming,

Beauty still grows.