Seeds of summer

Seeds, like souls drifting

on currents unseen,

living life between,

seeking growth,

swayed by sighs

or excited cries, as

children's hands reach out,

to catch fairies in the sky.

Seeds, like souls fly freely,

seeking fertile lands;

nestling sleepy heads

 in earths nurturing hands.

Listening to deaths deep silence,

awaking to songs of dawn.

Souls, like seeds drifting

ready to be born.