The Gift of Seed

what shall we do
we
who have forgotten tradition
because tradition has forgotten us
we
who have abandoned the garden of abundance
enslaved in our own forsaking
left naked in our ignorance
abandoned to the whims
of an existence
depleted of anything
that could give it meaning

the womb is broken
and these hands are the medicine
that will heal it
not just drug it into numbness
but let it give life again

and with the gift of seed
we will begin

with the right conditions
it will grow
with the right nutrients
it will flourish
forgotten
it has gone to weed

these hands will return
to the earth
and caress it
in search of the tradition
of love and patience
of caring and sharing
of give and take
the tradition
in which death is renewal

the tradition
of the future