Tadpole

Tadpole

Before you lies an expression of agape
One tadpole floating up to see his brother,
A young creature, still so close to mother
But with the nerve to swim a better way.

He has the sense to take his brother too.
Five minutes purple splashing white
Is how he came to you tonight
Come with us to experience the new.

When was the last time you took a chance?
Be alive like he is, do not wait.
Make space, engage, then concentrate.
Pick a brother, start the harvest dance.

The tadpole invigorates his pool–
His place is not secure but he swims on.
You have the time to cherish his elan.
Guard his freedom, use love as the tool.

A tadpole grabs his brother, off they go:
They will not perish now, nor evermore
Because your love has touched them to the core
There will always be another chance to grow.

 

 

 

Copyright, Doug Stuber, 2001. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given, and with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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