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This Poem was Submitted By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2006-04-21 19:39:09 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Outgrowth

In the most respectful way, I submit: I am a seedling of the world. I travel the forest of my days knowing all I embody I inherited from my parents. Traits that I posses have their origin. I am made of Earth, Sun, water, and fire, which sustain every life form’s existence. The Earth as nurturer is my Mother: Life, which dwells in all things, I honor, as my sister and brother. Plant life, mountains, people, beast big or small, rivers and streams, ground me. Winged water, rain’s fall and snow’s blow are provisions for purposeful aliveness. The Sun as light and giver of life, is my Father. Faithfully, as Sun rises in the sky, my inner God rises also shining light on things ennobling. I’m a solar being, a spark of the Great Spirit fire. Love, sweetness, laughter, dancing singing, even anger, energy’s attributes I utilize, bountiful gifts I enjoy. The Earth, Sun, and Cosmos do not belong to me, but I belong to them.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Rick Barnes On Date: 2006-05-23 16:26:10
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
See, I told you so. You write such marvelous prose. Rick

This Poem was Critiqued By: Jennifer j Hill On Date: 2006-05-04 19:45:36
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Dellena, This is a fantastic celebration of life. Much of the thinking you have presented in this piece I can very well relate to. But you have tied it up into a neat bouquet and set it to music and for that I am grateful. Because to be able to read and reread this piece is to become one with all things alive. It's a joy to watch this one move up on the winners list! I'm glad I there is still time in the contest to comment on your beautiful poem. I don't know how I missed it untill now. But very glad to have found it. My Best, Jennifer

This Poem was Critiqued By: Nancy Ann Hemsworth On Date: 2006-05-04 07:50:10
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.81481
This is so true Dellena..I like the way you used your 2 stanza to describe "father' and "mother" with nature and you as a seedling as we all are. Very spiritual and wise write. Your ending couplet "The Earth, Sun, and Cosmos do not belong to me, but I belong to them."is so true, life is so beautiful and sacred when one is smart enough to put away the ego, and take piece in the reconization of the fact that we are not the owner, but the owned. I really liked this lines as well.."I’m a solar being, a spark of the Great Spirit fire. Love, sweetness, laughter, dancing singing, even anger, energy’s attributes I utilize, bountiful gifts I enjoy." for this is so true!

This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2006-04-25 07:05:24
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.76000
Hi D...this is a delightful and well written poem. It is innovative and captivated me from the first line. I never thought of my parents being the wonders we find in nature but reading this seems so logical to me. We are all born of nature even though we have biological parents. You have used wonderful descriptors that enhance this poem and make it what it is. Your first line..."I am the seedling of the world" is amazining and sets the tone of this write. Winged water, rain’s fall and snow’s blow...I find these lines especially charming...you have a gift as a are provisions for purposeful aliveness.....poet and I hope you never stop sharing your work with us. Blessings...Marilyn

This Poem was Critiqued By: Jordan Brendez Bandojo On Date: 2006-04-24 01:56:22
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Dellena, This is a humble confession and submission of yourself. And I am wondering how you thought of this. I also consider this as a pledge to take care of the natural resources. Since you belong to this Earth, you are aware that your participation of preserving natural resources would greatly matter. The use of the metaphor "seedling" is simpely effective to start your story of being bron taking yourself as a plant. From being a seed, you travel the forest (I am smiling on the notion that you as a plant has feet to travel *smile* - I am taking it literally, just making fun of my mind). The Earth as nurturer is my Mother - yes, earth is a feminine symbol, just like a mother feeding her young! And Sun as your father is just apt knowing that the sun gives the sunlight to get some nutrients and chlorophyll (or whatever it is that make the plant grows). I really enjoy this writing and so jealous of you to have written this piece! More of them, please... Jordan

This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2006-04-21 23:32:57
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.62500
Ossiyo Dellena, Well spoken, well done and in truest of NA fashion you have named in all. Very discriptive, very impassioned while gentle in speach but firm. Yes, in true spirit, and you are "one" with that which you call to mind for all of us. I liked this very much and can totally relate for it is "they do not belong to us but rather us to them" and we are so fortunate to have you to refreshen our memories and to honor us with such a deep intimate part of yourself. Wadoh, Lora Sorry I didn't get to this sooner, been ill.

This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2006-04-21 21:26:54
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Dear Dellena, This is good. I enjoy the self reflection, as you delve into yourself, to feel the whole being that makes you, you. Very nicely done, in a subtle manner, not having to reach for descriptives, just put together in a simple form that says so very, very much. I enjoyed each verse, and especially the last. I was happy to see, you attribute the best things in life, to the God that rises. The last line, is poignant, that you belong to something much bigger, as we all do. This poem touched me, shows the energy that moves us all, as "seedlings" of a vast universe. Best of luck with this, you've done a marvelous job. Sincerely, Denimari

This Poem was Critiqued By: Joanne M Uppendahl On Date: 2006-04-21 20:33:51
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.63636
Dellena, This is as incredible a credo and poem as I have encountered anywhere. I am not unbiased about it, because you echo many of my own values. You speak coherently and with humility, and grace. It’s an honor to add comment. Title: Outgrowth In the most respectful way, I submit: I am a seedling of the world. I travel the forest of my days knowing all I embody I inherited from my parents. Traits that I posses have their origin. I am made of Earth, Sun, water, and fire, which sustain every life form’s existence. I love that you capitalize our planet, our star. That you would honor them this way speaks to your reverence. And I especially appreciate the way you begin the poem, as identifying yourself as a seedling. Inherent in the 'seedling' is enormous potential, given the right kind of nurture. I especially love the soft rhythm of L2 above. You are someone who dwells softly upon the Earth. The Earth as nurturer is my Mother: Life, which dwells in all things, I honor, as my sister and brother. Plant life, mountains, people, (beasts) big or small, rivers and streams, ground me. Winged water, rain’s fall and snow’s blow are provisions for purposeful aliveness. The wonderful ‘r’ sounds inform the first line of the strophe above, in a prayer-like declaration. You recognize the Earth as Mother, as home. “Winged water” made me smile. I sense the writer as knowing these elements as containing life, as more than provisions. The Sun as light and giver of life, is my Father. Faithfully, as Sun rises in the sky, my inner God rises also shining light on things ennobling. I’m a solar being, a spark of the Great Spirit fire. Love, sweetness, laughter, dancing singing, even anger, energy’s attributes I utilize, bountiful gifts I enjoy. It’s a complex thought, expressed above. For in the beginning of the poem, we recognize the narrator/speaker as a child of Mother Earth. But in this stanza, we see her as a child of Father Sun as well. The reconciliation of the earth element with the fire element, of the Earth with the Sun. I look to the Moon, too, as connection of the water element with earth and fire, and as the Luminary which lights the night. You weave the poem together in its completion, by your statement of belonging, not of ownership. It is an honor to reflect upon the deeper meanings contained herein, and to realize, once more, that Home can be defined in many ways. To recognize that, as humans, our true Home is made and continues to exist, by the grace of the Great Spirit. To consider that we are sparks in a Divine Fire is worthy of the entire journey. One day, may we share in truth the Oneness of which you speak so eloquently here. And peace. The Earth, Sun, and Cosmos do not belong to me, but I belong to them. The recognition of same, IMO, is the only road to peace. Brava! My best always, Joanne

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