Seed
I am a seed
Cast upon the ground I am
A seed
And I struggle to reach and grow
Stretching out my roots to find
The nutrients of the soil so I might change
So I might stretch
Oh to flower, to bare fruit, to produce….
Oh to give
A seed
Fighting raven and rock,
Thistles and thorns
But I am determined
I yearn to reach and stretch and grow
I want to flower
I must bare fruit
I must find good soil for the sower.
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