Watching a seedling grow,
Is an exercise in patience, determination and grit…
It may seem natural, but no
It takes a lot
of work and effort
to just help nature along it’s course…
A strong wind
a bit of extra rain
can cause the heart to skip a beat
as one watches the seedling
reach out from within the soil,
in a bid to assert it’s existence
and to follow it’s destiny…
Many a branch, and many a leaf
gather along the journey…
but for one who has watched the beginning,
knows it to be a slow
but steady process
of stepping away from dependence
on the gardener…and towards an existence
that outlives the one who planted it…
So grows a plant, so grows a tree…
and so grows a human, like you and me,
Watching a plant bud, and a human blossom,
Is nearly the same, but a bit different
in that one can like a plant, and one can embrace it
and one can’t help but love an offspring,
And give it all, and more, and then a bit…
A plant is born of nature, and so are you
but your child is born of you, and there lies the difference:)
See you tomorrow!