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The Seed of Sorrow

Donald P. Goodman III

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Just as we see the growth from tiny seed which falling to the ground, must fight to die against the tyrant wind; it there must lie, in fear that bird or beast it soon will feed, or that it's overshadow'd by some weed; and so against the world it's doom'd to vie, until, at length, it offers up a sigh, and giving up the ghost, it dies indeed; so we must sorrow, though too often we wish only growth and flourishing to seek; but ere we can be strong, we must be weak; we must be broken ere we heal'd can be. For death alone can make the seed to grow; so sorrow only can make joy to flow.