Home > Lessons for the Modern Man, Men and Spirituality, Poems > A FRIDAY POEM FROM “RHYTHMS AND CYCLES” – Shells


I planted a few seeds in some pots on our deck last week. Now I watch for the sprouts to break through. Spring time is such a wondrous season of birth; it’s the perfect time to consider all the cycles of life!


The heart does not expand
From an empty shell.
The seed is there inside
Waiting for the moment.

It takes a special love
To break through that shell.
The germ hovers in bonds
Trembling in dark potential.

The light waits calmly
Just outside the shell.
The sprout presses its power
Seeking a weakness and release.

Suddenly love explodes
Through that hard shell.
The tender life wiggles free
Reaching toward the light.

The heart embraces all life
To escape that empty shell.
The community grows
Filling the world with love.

©2014 Richard W. Bredeson. All rights reserved.

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