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Still Growing


 

I started like a seed, buried in the ground I new nothing

The rain came and the water consumed me

 

I found my strength as only a young being;

As I broke through the ground I finally saw the sun

 

I reached taller heights as nature took me into her arms

Both the Mother and my mother showed me what I could truly be

 

There is beauty in the evolving of something from nothing

I have a grand feeling I will never be done

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