My Seed

Sit back and your seat and stare into this box,
and I will tell you stories as wild as a fox.
I will take you to places that you have never seen,
far past your, home and beyond the computer screen.
Yes into live you could know nothing of,
into land filled with hate and love.
Just give me a bit of your time to show you what I see,
and through these words I give you can understand me.
Look into my heart and see what I wish to explore,
dove deep into my mind like no one has done before.
In this course I will shed light so that you may see,
that everything we do effects you and me.
We are connected life to life,
and we feel the pain in our own strife.
I am not a genus or wise mentor to preach to you,
but through the words I whisper I know are true.
The speech soft but ever powerful to mold,
will guide each other as we try to grow old.
In the end my body with wither and die like you all,
but forever in these words you will hear my call.
I am but a writer that dallies his pen across the slate,
hoping my advice can help another’s fate.
I hold no envy to people that just don’t wish share,
for I know in order to be my best self I still have to care.
In close these wish and words go out to those that wish to read,
for they are the soil to my wisdom will seed.

Written By
Robert Lee Niswander
Copyright 2005