Seed of Life
She breathes in the night
Standing in its darkness.
Unsure of how she feels
She lifts her gaze, but finds no moon this night-
No reflection of light to show her the way.
So she waits under the blanket of stars,
Shining brightly as distant hopes and dreams,
Longing to be fulfilled.
In the stillness of this night
A war is raging inside her mind.
The storm of her voice rises inside-
unable to find the words she needs,
And with nothing to illuminate the space around her,
she finds in the darkness of the new moon,
the stars grow brighter tonight
She rests in the uncertainty
using the dark to help her sleep,
but awakens to the pain of death-
unfruitful life ending in peace.
Another cycle ends, making way for new life once again;
The seed of hope entrusted in her hands.
In the eye of the storm, all is still
as she hears the whisper within-
‘Rise my child, your time has come;
Daughter of the Great I Am'
Living from the earth,
and the love that dwells in His hands-
The very place in which she stands
Now guarding the seed of hope
To plant, to grow, to protect-
While finding her voice,
with the breath of life in her lungs,
she whispers softly-
At those words dawn arrives
A whole new day begins
As clarity unfolds around her tired eyes
she knows all will be okay...
The new moon has passed
And death has come,
bringing the chance to be alive again.
Sarah Camille Soltani Icely
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