I am a seed
I have the potential for life
The soil around me is expanding
Warm and inviting
I crack the constraints that held me
I begin to grow upwards
Toward the warmth
I feel the sun pressing its heat upon me
Like a pulsing pressure and a warm blanket of
Heat.
I am magnificent in my glory
Whether a Cosmos, Zinnia, or Dandelion
I am perfect because I was created
Once I return to my bed
To my dreams of my sons and daughters
And their sons and daughters
All are included
I am a seed.
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