HISTORY OF THE SEED
(Ottava Rima Stanzas)
The tiny seed with roots and fruits unshown,
As hidden at heart with its history,
Feels pride for its mighty stature when sown,
For high service, the sign of bravery,
Tiny but turns majestic when well-grown,
As mother from child not in slavery,
Micro hides macro for splendid wonders
To render all selfless for its splendors.
Sprouts all alone to grow to a huge tree,
To offer its wealth for breath, health, and diet,
Plenty-gifts in multi-forms offered free,
Sans expecting returns in its all might.
The seed of the tree like a sage, serves spree,
The idea in broad mind to a goal bright,
The seed and the tree in size fantastic,
For the sail still with a goal majestic.
96TH TO 99TH QUADRUPLE ISSUE:
(July 2024)