Lyric Poem · Hope
Seed Beneath the Ground
The earth makes no announcement
when winter's grip lets go —
just crocuses, like trumpets,
come shouldering through snow.
And that's the Easter sermon,
delivered without sound:
whatever looks like ending
is seed beneath the ground.
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“Seed Beneath the Ground” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/seed-beneath-the-ground
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