I found mustard seed today, and remembered to let faith soar.
If it can be found there in seeds, then it can be found in war.
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I found mustard seed today, and remembered to let faith soar.
If it can be found there in seeds, then it can be found in war.
Photo courtesy of Pixabay
Love the subject that you chose! Even in such a short piece, I was surprised twice – by the mustard seed, and by the connection to war, which was very unexpected. Your meter was also interesting, and not what I expected on the first read. I like how much creativity you packed in a short poem.
Thanks, Michael!
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Thanks! Yes, I’d like the reader to decide that on her/his own 🙂
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Thanks, Nate! Glad you knew the verse, because I surely did not. I do know that from the day my mom found out she had cancer until the day she died she held her mustard seed close. And she, too, attended a Baptist church.
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One of my favorite interpretations of the mustard seed verse is that it isn’t necessarily the size of the seed, it’s that this tiny seed grinds down into the pungent powder that gets everywhere and covers a lot of surface area. I thought of that in the final line when the rhyme challenges us to find faith in devastating conditions. Nice job.
Thank you, Laura! Yes, I imagined that as well. Glad you enjoyed it.
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small verse, small seed, both powerful!
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I’m actually terrible at meter, but trying to learn a thing or two from you and some of the other poets at YW. Thanks for the comment, Rowan!
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