ALL EMBRACED

Seeds begot plants
Through rot
Every ray of sunshine,
Every drop of rain,
And every bit of air
Hold hands to torture for growth
The blessed farmer sure must be grateful
And considerate

II
A harvest comes with its history
As humans do their shadows
Every step praises the ground
Remembers crippling moments
Feels flashes of painful rehearsals
And remembers the victorious taste of overcoming every feat
Heads sure must look down once in a while
To thank the dust that rise
To clap for an apt step

III
We take it all
Shoulders and arms
Tears that rain
Hearts that cry like tired engines
Feet that shiver and fall
Eyes that blur to blind
Mouths which quiver to close
In thanks to the seed
That shed its beauty to push to life
A strong plant

V
We take it all
Not in parts
Home is the place where history is embraced
As the present listens to echoes of heartbeats
Grateful for a whole
Not a part
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) February 3, 2017

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