A seed in the soil can’t see that there’s a sun
yet probes the darkness reaching for its light,
though there are stones that tell it there is none
and it should just resign itself to night.
It is as though the buried seed believes,
though darkness may give cause for it to doubt,
that there is light in which to spread its leaves,
a light that will enable it to sprout.
You too may have a faith in light unseen,
a light that some will say does not exist.
Surrounded by a darkness, like that seed,
you probe the way it does, and you persist.
Because you don’t believe there’s only gloom,
you reach for light in which your being will bloom.
Mario A. Pita