seeds …




swept up

by the dust


scattered remnants

of lives once whole


now

buried

interred


in cold dead dry ground.




seeds

swept up

by the dust



seeking a glimmer


of hope

of the promise


of

a better tomorrow.




seeds

swept up

by the dust


sinking roots

hoping to belong


somewhere

anywhere


fatigued

spent


waiting

hoping


for days

moments

tomorrows



a

time


a

place


where one

need not



be

ever smiling


and to be

always strong …