The Seed

by: Shirley Satterfield

The Seed💫 ⭐️

You can bury a star-seed
Deep into the miry ground.
You can put one in a silent tomb,
But you cannot keep one down.

They will spring up to meet the midnight sky,
Although you make a star-seed cry
With an avalanche of unkind words
Which will never make one die.

They will spring up
From the silent grave
From which there is no sound.
They will spring up
To wear God’s starry crown.

The silent tomb
Only proves to be
The star-seed’s succoring womb
From which heaven’s life resounds.

Shirley Satterfield
Shirley Mandel Satterfield is a Baltimore girl from way back who was raised in the rough and tumble world of a steelworkers family and writes Christian poetry, memoirs and nonfiction. She has lived to survive a life fraught with domestic violence, child abuse, and mental illness and writes to help others to survive the same kinds of things. After becoming a radiology technician, she went on to serve in the U.S. Army and later on in life attended Averett University in Danville, Virginia as a nontraditional student earning two B.A. degrees in English and journalism and was awarded the Ember Award for Excellence in Poetry by the campus literary magazine. She was also named correspondent of the Day by the Richmond Times Dispatch for a letter she wrote to the editor concerning the importance of compassionate treatment and the acceptance of the mentally ill by society.
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