Soil: Growth & Self-love

It's been lately-

I've been thinking of the soil,

Am I the only one who loves it,

Or has no one yet tried?

Do you know why I do so?

I love it because of-

That energy of it,

'Energy of losing itself'

Losing itself to let others grow.

But, most importantly,

Holding up the roots of life,

The life that is thriving in its 

Deepest quintessence,

Helping it to make through these

Harsh scenarios, the difficult times

In which life pulls-us-into.

But moreover,

It's just not the end of it.

The soil doesn't even bother about

Being blown away by the wind or

Being washed-off or

Submerged under,

By the waves.

It keeps absorbing, it keeps learning,

It doesn't even bother if it's left exposed

To drought.

Still, all that it wants is-

To be watered not for its own sake but,

To cherish us all with its aroma,

'The fragrance of the wet soil,'

All of this is what, it keeps wishing for, forever!

Lately, I've been wondering about the soil.

The earth, the land.

Is it not the soil that you see or,

Is it something you don't even look at?

It's the one that gives birth,

It is the only source of energy.

It is the one holding the roots and

It is the one who teaches about life.

Eventually, it is the one,

'Engrossing everyone of us, our potentials.'

Eventually, every one of us and our potentials, are getting engrossed in it.

It gives birth,

It gives energy,

It absorbs,

It absorbs and

All of it happens,

All of this is done-

Just after we die,

After death.

It's always with us.