Dissolution

The buried seed breaks open
So that the root can emerge and anchor underground
Before shooting above ground
The tiniest green bud —
Into a world for which the seed dies —
Yet only in which
It may ever live and be born again

The self stripped bare — broken open — dissolved
Finds nothing to anchor inside
Or outside — nor even
A root or a shoot

Becomes like the green bud
Shooting up from the seed —
And the root —
Shooting down
With no earth above —
No ground below