Untitled (when a heart needs to bloom)
Sanaa -
May 10, 2017
Earlier PoemsPoetry

Breathe. Plant your heart seeds in fertile soil,
and let them bloom ‘neath the afternoon sun.
The earth like a human heart is fragile, let us
tend to its growing needs and chaste desires.

I, see you as you plough hope within my soul,
how you savor scent of cassias and roses blue.
We don’t always know what’s brewing within,
come let us trim weeds like one would scatter
gloom.

Because the soil of self requires constant care,
come let us dig out worries of prolonged past,
observe as soul turns on a new leaf, its beauty
transcend a moonlit field.

‘The hum of failure should not depress you.’

 

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30 Responses

  1. Frank says:
    May 10, 2017 at 10:20 am

    I like the idea of trimming weeds like one would scatter gloom. I also agree with the last line. It is not always easy to apply it, but it is worth trying.

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  2. Magyar says:
    May 10, 2017 at 10:26 am

    the taste of failure
    creates the food of winning
    another bowl

    _m

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  3. Glenn Buttkus says:
    May 10, 2017 at 10:27 am

    Lovely twist of creativity, connecting soul & entity to the realm of plants; reinforcing that all that grows is related. esoteric & spiritual & hopeful.

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  4. Magaly Guerrero says:
    May 10, 2017 at 11:10 am

    The hum of failure will be drowned and trampled by the dancing feet of better things to come. I love this.

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  5. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    May 10, 2017 at 12:39 pm

    Oh the soil of self… we need to treat it well.

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  6. Gina Gallyot says:
    May 10, 2017 at 2:01 pm

    plough hope within my soul – words that speak and touch tender hearts – a beautiful poem.

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  7. Maria says:
    May 10, 2017 at 5:33 pm

    Ah, a very uplifting piece Sanaa. Beautifully penned. I especially love these:

    “come let us dig out worries of prolonged past,
    observe as soul turns on a new leaf, its beauty
    transcend a moonlit field”

    ❤️❤️❤️

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  8. Laura Bloomsbury says:
    May 10, 2017 at 10:18 pm

    so welll versed Sanaa – a very touching plea to tread softly on this earth

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  9. Amaya says:
    May 11, 2017 at 3:21 am

    That is gorgeous, the beauty of the soul transcending the moonlit field.

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  10. Victoria says:
    May 11, 2017 at 5:39 am

    You show how well the earth works as a metaphor for life. Lovely.

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  11. Delaina says:
    May 11, 2017 at 8:03 am

    What a fantastic poem full of images and hope but that last line summed it all up just right.

    Thank you!

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  12. Grace says:
    May 11, 2017 at 9:01 am

    I love the turn to the soil of the self ~ A meaningful metaphor for the soil & soul ~

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  13. paul scribbles says:
    May 11, 2017 at 7:00 pm

    Such a lilt and flow to this Sanaa. Truly breathtaking.

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  14. Old Egg says:
    May 16, 2017 at 10:13 am

    How beautiful your words were Sanaa. There is so much to see and wonder at in nature and to be able to be a part of that in one’s own garden is such a pleasure.

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  15. Sara McNulty says:
    May 21, 2017 at 10:47 am

    I love, ‘plough hope within my soul’. A garden implement in keeping with soil, seeds, and growth. Beautiful, Sanaa!

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