Life

I pried a seed,
And pressed apart.
I searched in vain,
For the beat of heart.

It was alive,
This much I knew.
For there was more,
Than I could view.

A drop of moisture,
On a silent core.
Then an awakening,
And an open door.

Sun filtering in,
From out of the dark.
And soon was glowing,
A living spark.

Latches were lifted,
Expansion came through.
And in a short time,
It burst forth and grew.

A miracle...A Miracle,
With none to compare.
God in the beginning,
Had first put it there.


E. P. 1908 - 1989