After Every Chaos Peace Dawns

Poem on the circle of life.

A magnificent, delicate flower fragrance filled lovely creature Transforming slowly from soft texture into a solid structure

Enjoying the attraction of bees and butterflies Sitting on it, sucking its nectar Wings fluttering on its soft petals Pollens stick to their legs Starting the fertilization process

Gradually transforming into something solid The delicates petals metamorphosed into a sheath Filled with juice, fiber around a seed Lunged to the branch with mighty stem Protecting its identity till it is naturally dropped

But someone threw a stone or two when they saw it sitting freshly A huge stone shook its existence Traumatized from stone it took a huge fall on the ground

Looking above at its home in mercy But people took it in their hands Stripped and eaten there and then They discarded its hard seed

Shredded of its integrity Alone, afraid of the mercy of unknown It stopped smiling and enjoying as it once Braving the heat of the sun and chilly nights Getting lashes from the drizzling rain

Dust, leaves, and soil settled on it as seasons changed, he went into self Inside itself, he could only see the darkness Outside was damp and dark too

Not aware of day and night anymore as it got buried deeper and deeper Months and years went by It thought what more bad could happen Everybody has forgotten

When it thought of itself as good as dead New chaos erupted A painful crack appeared on his body Tiny delicate roots appeared

Their first step into the darkness terrified it But there was no option but to sprout As they made their way into the dark and damp soil struggling to make a way between the pebbles and rocks Another crack appeared that went up

Making way from the soil to the ground shooting up to see the shining sun Started to grow from all the direction

A seed that once was evolved into an enormous trunk A home to insects, birds, and reptiles A depressed seed grew up into the provider for many

So don’t give up You may never know what life is up to tragic moments that you experience are somewhere transforming you

When darkness invade have faith and crawl if you have to Life will take you where you are meant to be

After every chaos, peace dawns Splattering in every direction illuminating the paths of hundreds

Creativity booms, and light shines Motivating others to make their way Be a dazzling light that you so need once You may never know who you are inspiring right now

Thank you, Diana C., for the prompt — Chaos is fertile soil for creativity. Thank you for reading. If you enjoyed this, you might also like this: