Persistence

Within the wind there blows a seed of life

It looks for fertile soil to set down

Though nature's forces always bring it strife

It first skirts out the edges of a town

A ploy to find the safest place to land

It looks for fertile soil to set down

With one quick puff it heads off to a strand

Of purple flowers nestled 'round a hill

A ploy to find the safest place to land

Yet - the air is never quiet, never still

The seed shoots o'er its target, hitting rock

Not purple flowers nestled 'round a hill

The hardened surface seems to be a block

To where the seed must go to take its root

New life shot o'er its target, hitting rock

Yet 'tween the crack in rocks there sprouts a shoot

And with the wind there grows a seed of life

It's gone to where the seed must take its root

Though nature's forces always bring it strife

(c) 2018 Miriam Ruff

A terzanelle for today's contemplation, with certain liberties taken with the form.