a seed falls and DIES

a seed dies naturally.

a living seed dies chooses to die,
to die willingly
die to bitterness,
die to unforgiveness,
die to the past glories,
die to the past glooms,
die to the what people say about you when you are down trodden,
die to what if(s),
die to if only(s),
die to excuses,
die to holding grudges against anyone,
die to unforgiving self
die to paradigms,
die to thinking patterns,
die to unbelief about oneself, what you think what others (those little people) say about you,

BUT
die not to your faith,
die not to your dreams,
die not to principles,
die not to learning,
die not to humility, honesty, hard work, confidence,
die not for the sake of those loving you,
die not for the sake of those you love,
die not for the sake of the few good friends who care for you, who treasure your friendship and who will be there for you because we are friends,
die not,
for you are never alone
die not to perseverance
die not to persistent,
die not to performance,
die to to true and pleasant personality,

Yes, choose wisely,
Ecclesiastes say,
a live dog is better than a dead lion,
for there is hope for the living

Yet, personally...
die to unforgiving self for the ignorance,
lack of discernment,
lack of insight,
lack of foresight,
is a daily choice,

to forgive oneself,
emotionally,
mentally,
spiritually,
is the dawn of a new beginning.

to forgive the Creator of the heavens and the earth,
is the dawn of the newest beginning.

Forgive oneself...
is dying to the old self,
and then
the new self emerges,
slowly,
painfully,
shapely,
in the season,
in the fullness of time,
you will swim,
you will soar,
Yes,
though where we are now is perceived as ugly dark in the eyes of somebodies (they are nobodies),
Yet,
in its season,
in its time,
it will soar
as a beautiful Swan
in the eyes of those who love you,
in the eyes of those loving you,
in the eyes of your friends who care for you,
and in the eyes of your Creator of the heavens and the earth,
for those who love you,
and those friends who care for you,
knew something,
a mystery
that you are meant to soar as
a beautiful Swan
a majestic Eagle,
it is just that they lack of words to describe this mystery to you,
yet even though some have opened up the mystery,
yet your time has not dawned,
therefore you perceive not,

Yet
in the fullness of time,
the seed dies,
it will bear forth much fruit,
thirty,
sixty,
hundred folds