The Little Seed
in earth before unearthed
waiting for the Sun to shine
waiting for the snow to melt
waiting for the rains to come
waiting
waiting to grow
then break free
from your shell
that small shell you came from
from the ground
that force that keeps you down
and your roots keep you there
planted
but you strive for air
that breath of fresh air
that single hope
that you’ll be
more than just a seed
that hope
breaks rocks
chokes weeds
never knowing what you’ll be
just the drive To Be
is Hope enough
to set you free
from being
just
a
little
seed.
The Unveiling by anneliese pennycook
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