Seed’s Autobiography

I am single for my struggle

Yet complete with life full

With vigor and power to fill

In my heart with aims all,

I am one to turn hundreds,

Thousands and lakhs,

Millions and billions,

The microcosm in my miniature

To macrocosm of my stature

In the years and years to come.

To reach my cherished goal

I start my traverse

From the womb of soil, my mother

With the moisture of my father

And the sunrays my well-wisher.

I live tiny but serve many

And all, their hungers,

And their tactile pleasures.

My life is not for my life

But for the lives of all, a sacrifice

Selfless service.

How tiny I am for the yeoman

For lessons to man to be human!

Let all learn from my life.

My journey from the soil

With me sown at the furrow of the plow

To grow in exuberance in glow

In full sheen of floral eminence

Pollination for my renewal

As germination of my children.

Published: Poetcrit 36.2 (July - December 2023) : 185