The life of a seed tossed by the wind.

The seed begins in the foundation of a house...
The seed begins in the foundation of a house... | Source

In the beginning, alone with no hope, yet.....

The seed falls towards the earth. The wind picks it up and tosses it from rock to sand, from dirt to walls. It finally lands against a tiny crevasse in the foundation of an old house and slides deep down into the darkness. Snow falls to the earth and covers the tiny hole blocking out the sun. The tiny seed sleeps and dreams of what it might become when it awakens. Then spring comes and melts the snow dripping cool refreshing water onto the tiny seed. Sun peeks into the tiny hole and the seed, asleep for so very long, begins to waken and sprout.

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The warmth of the spring...

The warming spring, once more asserting itself, causes the seed to send sprouts of green slowly seeking through the moist darkness. With moisture gained from the melting snow, the sprouts climb higher and higher, ever reaching for the warmth, and the sun.

Once through the soft earth, the shoots gain strength from the sunlight and wriggle through whatever obstacle stands in their way. Through tiny openings in the foundation, under wooden frames, and into the cracked wooden sides of windows the shoots slowly maneuver. All through the summer months the shoots wriggle. They grow in size and length, determined to show that they are stronger than even the house under which their roots lay.

Then the snow covers all....

The cold begins once more, slowly, subtly. The vines that have survived despite the huge obstacles placed before them now slow down their seeking. As the cold grows, the sap in the vines sink back to the place of its origin to rest. Winter, though cold and harsh, might not reach the seed's roots where they lay deep in the ground, actually protected by the obstacle they had fought all summer as they struggled to grow. Life or death remains in limbo until the winter winds die down and the snow begins to melt once more.

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Spring, and life begins anew....

The ground thaws with the warmth of the sun and dormant, life giving sap begins to run through vines that had dried and withered in the cold. The sap gains strenght as the sun touches it and new shoots replace those that had died. Once more life moves from the roots inside the wall to the vines. They grow stronger and begin to encircle the house under which their roots reside. With renewed energy, shoots stretch into open air allowing the wind to move them and twist them in the hopes of grabbing onto a new serface. Slowly the vines grow, working their way to the free open sky and the vast store of sunlight that resides there. If one is very very patient, one might just see the tips of the vines dancing for joy in the bright sunlight.

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Summer slowly melts into fall

The vines grow strong through the summer. Strong and vibrant, they push and shove against whatever might be in their way. They crawl under the siding. They twist into the walls. They squirm their way back out through the upper window frame. They gather the sun through the window. They are ever seeking, ever reaching, ever stretching for that sunlight and freedom. With freedom, they seek for more items on which to crawl. More things to use. More, before fall comes to slow the sap and once more put the roots into a long winter sleep.

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The cycle renews.

Years have passed and the vine, once a tiny seed blown about by the wind, now sits proudly above the roof of the house where it has taken residence. Its shoots have twisted and crawled their way into and out of the very house itself seeking the life giving rays of the sun. Though the cold of the winter still freezes the sap within the vines causing sleep for many weeks, the sun brings out a vibrant, living beauty that sways in the spring breezes and brings about green leaves for the summer enjoyment of all who see it. And then, when the cold wind of fall touches the vines, their seeds are released. They are bounced and blown in the wind until they, by chance, find a safe place to live out the winter, and begin a new life in the spring.

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© 2012 Cheryl Simonds

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Comments 10 comments

KatrineDalMonte 4 years ago

This is really nice..I never thought the life of a seed tossed by the wind could be described in such detail from the tiny seed to a full grown plant. You made it into a lovely story. Voted up and awesome.


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Dee42 4 years ago from Beautiful Arkansas

So beautiful, and unique. I loved it. Voted up.


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Rani Singh 4 years ago from Australia

This was a nice story. I've often marveled at the resilience of the plants in my garden, the way they sprout up in unexpected places. Your prose captured this triumph really well


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cherylone 4 years ago from Connecticut Author

@Katrine, thank you for your kind words. I took the pictures and the story just flowed from there.

@Dee, thank you for the vote and the kind words.

@Rani, thank you, yes plants are resilient and I had to write about this one.

Thank you all for stopping by and reading my story.


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lctodd1947 4 years ago from USA

You certainly have a way with words. Love it, keep going and nothing but good can come with your efforts. "Just for today, I will keep doing what I have been doing until I see the light to do something else."


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cherylone 4 years ago from Connecticut Author

Thank you so much Ictodd1947 for your words of encouragement. I love the phrase: "Just for today, I will keep doing what I have been doing until I see the light to do something else." Thank you!


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kj force 2 years ago from Florida

cherylone...I can't believe there are not more comments...you have described from birth to adulthood, as when the seed expands and is determined to reach it's potential..a PLANT.

This is how I see Life, as a struggle to survive amongst ALL the " quirks " ...hybrids and flowers may give up BUT the

" WEED " will move forward, regardless.. becoming stronger with each obstacle.." long live the weed "..

awesome job...kudos


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cherylone 2 years ago from Connecticut Author

kj force-I think it is because so many people aren't interested in plants and growing things. I wish more would read this, it might make them stop-just for a moment-and actually see what is happening around them everyday.


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Mel Carriere 2 years ago from San Diego California

I am fascinated by these vines and how they seem to live in a symbiotic relationship with the houses that they cover. We don't get a lot of ivy here in Southern California, but those ivy festooned buildings of the east are lovely to look at. Great hub!


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cherylone 2 years ago from Connecticut Author

Mel Carriere, thank you so much . We do get a lot of those vines. They seem to like brick more than wood, but I found this one growing inside and outside the building. Really thought that one was unusual.

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