Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SEED, by THEODORE ANTHONY STANFORD

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SEED, by            
First Line: O freighted thought, trembling within my mind
Last Line: And destiny is ineluctable!
Subject(s): Seeds; Soul; Spring; Thought; Thinking

O freighted thought, trembling within my mind,
Oak embryonic in an acorn's dream,
Will no Spring come to lift you from your sleep,
No gentle rain dissolve your slumbering?

O Soul, beating your bruised wings ever
Upon these jointed bars of bone and flesh,
Will no cool hands release the cords that bind
And let you into those green fields beyond?

O tide of thought, immaculate desire,
Bathing eternally the hot shore of the mind,
Is there no shell to clasp your secret close,
No lone white gull to voice your utterings?

My Soul, you are the seed that beckons Spring,
The tide, immutable, along the shore,
The plumed bird that bends a fated wing --
And Destiny is ineluctable!

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