INSPIRATION

Seeds after a fruit ,
so goes a boy after a man,
an unending cycle ,
of men made by men,
yielding to multiply,
rooted to the soil,
watered with intention,
fed from experience,
striving for the next,
and it was passed on.

Re-emerging in offsprings,
transfer of virtues and features,
but not capacity and abilities,
not to replicate but transcend that which exist,
eye to eye ,hand in hand,
a delightful aftermath,amidst uncertainty,
in consciousness our paths erupts,
in our light we behold purpose,
a prescient of our maker,
out of a loins you were conceived,
out of your loins you will conceive,

And it was passed on.