Tiny yet has the ability to harbour wonderous results. You never know what these tiny bits of life are able to endure with the right about of water and sunlight. You will be surprised.
Diana
I’ve planted the seeds. I’ve watered them. I’ve given them light so that they may take up roots, and produce leaves. Now, it’s up to them to grow. To decide wether they will continue to live, and thrive… Or die.
Seed of hope, seeds of pain, seeds of happiness or despair, seeds of knowledge, imagination, strength, courage, it doesn’t matter. Life gives you many seeds. Sometimes you know the fruit they bare, other times you don’t. You have to learn to live with the seeds you are given.
apples have seeds and lots of other fruits do too. seeds are for flowers and seeds are for plants. you can eat some seeds and other seeds kill you. seeds is a fun word to say as well after a little while, and it looks cool too. i think seeds are small and almost always brown. how unique, one race.
Patricia
Plants, trees, bumblebees. Reproduction in a mothers stomach. The seed to life. Life to the unknown where abouts. A seed is a new beginning.
seeds are an amazing specimen. They are tiny, but they have this complex scientific stuff in it. I guess seeds are kind of like a computer chip. After computers became small that is. Seeds grow into large
Beth
seeds grow from the ground. as they sprout up , they bring life to the planet. seeds take their time as nature intends yet give back what no other plant can give in return. thankgod for seeds.
she patted down the fresh topsoil with her spade. “sometimes life gives up on us,” she murmurs to him with tears streaking down her cheeks like shimmers of glory. “and then what do you do?” he whispers back, tentatively brushing the moist sand.
“you press on.”
Drew
It’s amazing, really, how something so big can come from something so small. A gigantic tree can grow from a simple little acorn, as can the ruining of a life come from one tiny white lie. It’s amazing, really. I don’t fully understand how people can jump to such conclusions, but I guess that’sjust the way the seeds grow.
Lisaar turned the strange seeds over in his hand a couple times. He smelled them and brought them closer to his face to better inspect them. With a shrug, he moved to put on in his mouth when somebody pulled his hand away.
“Fool boy! Don’t you know what those are?”
Lisaar cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow.
The person slapped the seeds out of his hand. “Those are the seeds of a viciously poisonous plant. Stupid foreigners…”
At first we are sheltered down in the ground, well known as our home.
We need food and water to grow and of course, time.
We grow as plants or even a tree. Each day that we grow taller, we experience the days that pass by.
Some days are good and some days are bad.
But eventually, we successfully grow into something beautiful.
“Plant the seeds, reap the harvest,” says Brie casually, leaning back against her pillow.
I take another swig of the cheap wine, already feeling its effects. “Well, what if we’re not the ones who planted the seeds. I don’t want to be the one to have to reap that harvest.”
She shrugs. “Too bad. They’ve been planted in your field- all of our fields- so unless you’re gonna let some bastard weed up your crops, you’re going to fight. We’re all going to.” She sighs and takes the bottle from me. “Times have changed, Em. Dark days are coming, so we better learn to work by the light of the moon.”
I spit. “Or make the sun rise again.”
She nods. “Ay, but it’s got to set first, don’t it. Brace yourself, girl.”
I bought a couple seeds last week. Ever since I was a child I’d always wanted to plant a tree. This had been my chance, and I wouldn’t lose it. Not for a lifetime.
blowing on the breeze aloft, afloat and ephemeral-yet so much more-these suckers carried worlds in their succulent microcosmic grip-they were and are the beginnings and culmination of worlds without end-whole cosmic spheres of idea and illusion.
Aaron
i planted the seeds midmorning. the sun isn’t so bright that time of day. i can comfortably garden in the breeze. the sun kisses my neck.
michelle
seeds are what grow in the ground to make our world look and taste beautiful. seeds make beautiful flowers, plants, and trees and wonderful food. our world it beautiful because of seeds and everything they make.
catherine
Esparce las semillas que encontramos en otoño, y recrearemos la ilusión de la primera vez, cuando aún había fe.
Gaby
Plant them right or they will not thrive, but plant them and care for them; know that you have succeeded in bringing life to Earth.
Janet Ryans
Seeds are the beginning of beauty . They start out so small yet bloom into something beautiful. Seeds bring happiness and beauty to our planet.
Florence Bellerby
Plant a seed, plant a piece of hope. When you spread yourself out among others like the many branches of the tree, be sure to spread seeds of hope rather than seeds of destruction, or even worse, than nothing.
watching the seeds sprout, I think about new life. another chance to make flowers, to make seed pods, to make butterflies come and flutter about in the sun. I am thankful for these seeds, these sprouts and the wonderful lives they will become. it’s such a wonderful gift to see them sprout.
spacialle
Seeds grow, they grow no matter what is happening around them. If not handled well while growing they end up being not as good as they could have been. So all plant growers out there, don’t let your seed not live up to their potential. If you sign up for the job, do it to the absolute best of your ability. This goes for everything in your life, treat everything the best way you can or think you should because karma is a bitch and comes back to you ten fold.
Only seeds? Millions of them around me. Little, brown ones. Just seeds. Nothing special in them. Nothing at all. They are all the same. Like tiny little humans around me.
What kind of seeds? I don’t know. Mabe big ones.
Maybe black ones.
I can’t be sure.
Seeds. That’s all.
I can’t think of anything else.
And still.Let’s talk about seeds. What about them?
Lalonde.
A million seeds, scattered all about. It was a sight to behold. They were everywhere, littered a bout in ever possible nook and cranny. We looked up to see the Giant Man scattering them, walking carefully as he let them fly about in the wind. It was almost like snow, after a while, how they covered every little thing there was to see.
tomo
The seeds of her revenge had been planted in her mind years ago. Long before the villagers’ cruelty drove her sister to her death, and led her mother to starvation. Her father was gone. she was alone. and she knew just how to repay them all.
They put it in my brain. The seeds. It gives me good ideas to do. It told me to set the house on fire and I did. Mother wasn’t very happy but they were. I mean everyone has one mine just tell me to burn stuff.
After the boy had planted the seeds, the tomato vines grew so serpentine that they snaked their way across the fences of the neighborhood. Soon, Grant awoke to find enormous red delicacies awaiting him from the corner of his house, dripping with the prior night’s rain, their canopies thick and dark.
Belinda Roddie
seeds grows and change from what they were before into plants that grown and change some more things change just like that from something so small to something as great and the great red oak. all they need is time to grow and the care to do so. Seeds grow to many things as do the people that see them.
Sheala
seeds of hope have lost their fertility.
in his eyes where i once thought a sprout would begin
i now see that i was that sprout
malnourished; now dead.
Someone Else
the seeds of change. the way we grow. we are family. we are bound by no other means but blood. we probably wouldn’t even talk to each other but the seeds that became us were born from the same place.
Seeds of thought; if you have faith the size of a mustard seed you will be sure to get into heaven.
Seeds can be planted into dreams and dreams can be planted into reality. It depends on how you utilize the seeds, plant them and nurture them. What kind of seeds would you like to plant? How would you like your reality to change? Hopefully for the better…….
You must pay close attention to the seeds you have and how they can be planted to affect your reality…..
Mary Durso
Seeds. They’re always the beginning of something new. A fresh start, a new beginning. They can save the environment, or ruin it. They can be carried by animals or be carried away by the wind. Everything starts with a seed. It grows into something bigger and more meaningful.
Erin McNell
You planted your seeds in my brain
and nurtured them with your deceiving
smile and temptress flower. When the roots
grew through to my heart you dug your shovel
into the dirt and ripped out the stems and branches
through my mouth.
Tiny yet has the ability to harbour wonderous results. You never know what these tiny bits of life are able to endure with the right about of water and sunlight. You will be surprised.
I’ve planted the seeds. I’ve watered them. I’ve given them light so that they may take up roots, and produce leaves. Now, it’s up to them to grow. To decide wether they will continue to live, and thrive… Or die.
Oh what are these seeds that grow so strong? They bind me together like sinew. Strong and sweet, is this love? The beginning, only the beginning.
Seed of hope, seeds of pain, seeds of happiness or despair, seeds of knowledge, imagination, strength, courage, it doesn’t matter. Life gives you many seeds. Sometimes you know the fruit they bare, other times you don’t. You have to learn to live with the seeds you are given.
apples have seeds and lots of other fruits do too. seeds are for flowers and seeds are for plants. you can eat some seeds and other seeds kill you. seeds is a fun word to say as well after a little while, and it looks cool too. i think seeds are small and almost always brown. how unique, one race.
Plants, trees, bumblebees. Reproduction in a mothers stomach. The seed to life. Life to the unknown where abouts. A seed is a new beginning.
seeds are an amazing specimen. They are tiny, but they have this complex scientific stuff in it. I guess seeds are kind of like a computer chip. After computers became small that is. Seeds grow into large
seeds grow from the ground. as they sprout up , they bring life to the planet. seeds take their time as nature intends yet give back what no other plant can give in return. thankgod for seeds.
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she patted down the fresh topsoil with her spade. “sometimes life gives up on us,” she murmurs to him with tears streaking down her cheeks like shimmers of glory. “and then what do you do?” he whispers back, tentatively brushing the moist sand.
“you press on.”
It’s amazing, really, how something so big can come from something so small. A gigantic tree can grow from a simple little acorn, as can the ruining of a life come from one tiny white lie. It’s amazing, really. I don’t fully understand how people can jump to such conclusions, but I guess that’sjust the way the seeds grow.
Seeds are meant to grow into beautiful strong additions to nature.
I think of myself as a seed.
Lisaar turned the strange seeds over in his hand a couple times. He smelled them and brought them closer to his face to better inspect them. With a shrug, he moved to put on in his mouth when somebody pulled his hand away.
“Fool boy! Don’t you know what those are?”
Lisaar cocked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow.
The person slapped the seeds out of his hand. “Those are the seeds of a viciously poisonous plant. Stupid foreigners…”
We all start out as seeds.
At first we are sheltered down in the ground, well known as our home.
We need food and water to grow and of course, time.
We grow as plants or even a tree. Each day that we grow taller, we experience the days that pass by.
Some days are good and some days are bad.
But eventually, we successfully grow into something beautiful.
And then we die. Lol. The end.
“Plant the seeds, reap the harvest,” says Brie casually, leaning back against her pillow.
I take another swig of the cheap wine, already feeling its effects. “Well, what if we’re not the ones who planted the seeds. I don’t want to be the one to have to reap that harvest.”
She shrugs. “Too bad. They’ve been planted in your field- all of our fields- so unless you’re gonna let some bastard weed up your crops, you’re going to fight. We’re all going to.” She sighs and takes the bottle from me. “Times have changed, Em. Dark days are coming, so we better learn to work by the light of the moon.”
I spit. “Or make the sun rise again.”
She nods. “Ay, but it’s got to set first, don’t it. Brace yourself, girl.”
I bought a couple seeds last week. Ever since I was a child I’d always wanted to plant a tree. This had been my chance, and I wouldn’t lose it. Not for a lifetime.
I see seeds flying.
blowing on the breeze aloft, afloat and ephemeral-yet so much more-these suckers carried worlds in their succulent microcosmic grip-they were and are the beginnings and culmination of worlds without end-whole cosmic spheres of idea and illusion.
i planted the seeds midmorning. the sun isn’t so bright that time of day. i can comfortably garden in the breeze. the sun kisses my neck.
seeds are what grow in the ground to make our world look and taste beautiful. seeds make beautiful flowers, plants, and trees and wonderful food. our world it beautiful because of seeds and everything they make.
Esparce las semillas que encontramos en otoño, y recrearemos la ilusión de la primera vez, cuando aún había fe.
Plant them right or they will not thrive, but plant them and care for them; know that you have succeeded in bringing life to Earth.
Seeds are the beginning of beauty . They start out so small yet bloom into something beautiful. Seeds bring happiness and beauty to our planet.
Plant a seed, plant a piece of hope. When you spread yourself out among others like the many branches of the tree, be sure to spread seeds of hope rather than seeds of destruction, or even worse, than nothing.
watching the seeds sprout, I think about new life. another chance to make flowers, to make seed pods, to make butterflies come and flutter about in the sun. I am thankful for these seeds, these sprouts and the wonderful lives they will become. it’s such a wonderful gift to see them sprout.
Seeds grow, they grow no matter what is happening around them. If not handled well while growing they end up being not as good as they could have been. So all plant growers out there, don’t let your seed not live up to their potential. If you sign up for the job, do it to the absolute best of your ability. This goes for everything in your life, treat everything the best way you can or think you should because karma is a bitch and comes back to you ten fold.
Only seeds? Millions of them around me. Little, brown ones. Just seeds. Nothing special in them. Nothing at all. They are all the same. Like tiny little humans around me.
שלום כתום אדום רחום גרדום גיהנום נום שום
What kind of seeds? I don’t know. Mabe big ones.
Maybe black ones.
I can’t be sure.
Seeds. That’s all.
I can’t think of anything else.
And still.Let’s talk about seeds. What about them?
A million seeds, scattered all about. It was a sight to behold. They were everywhere, littered a bout in ever possible nook and cranny. We looked up to see the Giant Man scattering them, walking carefully as he let them fly about in the wind. It was almost like snow, after a while, how they covered every little thing there was to see.
The seeds of her revenge had been planted in her mind years ago. Long before the villagers’ cruelty drove her sister to her death, and led her mother to starvation. Her father was gone. she was alone. and she knew just how to repay them all.
Scattered hope.
They put it in my brain. The seeds. It gives me good ideas to do. It told me to set the house on fire and I did. Mother wasn’t very happy but they were. I mean everyone has one mine just tell me to burn stuff.
After the boy had planted the seeds, the tomato vines grew so serpentine that they snaked their way across the fences of the neighborhood. Soon, Grant awoke to find enormous red delicacies awaiting him from the corner of his house, dripping with the prior night’s rain, their canopies thick and dark.
seeds grows and change from what they were before into plants that grown and change some more things change just like that from something so small to something as great and the great red oak. all they need is time to grow and the care to do so. Seeds grow to many things as do the people that see them.
seeds of hope have lost their fertility.
in his eyes where i once thought a sprout would begin
i now see that i was that sprout
malnourished; now dead.
the seeds of change. the way we grow. we are family. we are bound by no other means but blood. we probably wouldn’t even talk to each other but the seeds that became us were born from the same place.
Seeds of thought; if you have faith the size of a mustard seed you will be sure to get into heaven.
Seeds can be planted into dreams and dreams can be planted into reality. It depends on how you utilize the seeds, plant them and nurture them. What kind of seeds would you like to plant? How would you like your reality to change? Hopefully for the better…….
You must pay close attention to the seeds you have and how they can be planted to affect your reality…..
Seeds. They’re always the beginning of something new. A fresh start, a new beginning. They can save the environment, or ruin it. They can be carried by animals or be carried away by the wind. Everything starts with a seed. It grows into something bigger and more meaningful.
You planted your seeds in my brain
and nurtured them with your deceiving
smile and temptress flower. When the roots
grew through to my heart you dug your shovel
into the dirt and ripped out the stems and branches
through my mouth.