Seeds of the forest

Brother bear …don'tʼbe scared by the cliché

A reflection I see…

..even before I discovered the word brother.

Two seeds of the same tree

Rooted on the same ground

Of soils nurtured by the wisdom of the elders

We both listened to the same sound

Of the songs from the leaves, who were our shelter

Time and age brought the distance

The sense of owning made it worse

What is yours, what is mine

The whole concept was absurd

Now that we look back to the time when we were seeds

Time has a different look

Wise enough to realize we were written on the same book

Stood on the same rock, because we shared the same faith

So I give thanks to the Most High

For being the mountain

Where the bears took shelter

For being the forest of wisdom

That surrounded the small seeds.