A seed is a promise

of

A seed
  promise of a tree
A soul
   promise of god
We go
  through this things 
           that point
                        beyond

what are words
    seeds of

what is the poet
   gardener of

things that bloom
   of sound and shapes,
of tongues and ears,
    the delights of children's whims
as they press their eyelids
    and promises of worlds whirl
and the poets commits to watering them
    lest we forget that seeds 
        break
         into
          life