In the heart of a seed, buried deep in the earth,
Lies the promise of life, waiting for rebirth.
Through the darkness it pushes, seeking the light,
Embracing the warmth, breaking free from the night.

With each passing day, it stretches and grows,
Facing the wind, the rain, and the snow.
Roots digging deeper, branches reaching high,
Into the vast expanse of the open sky.

The journey is long, with trials and strife,
Yet the seed persists, embracing its life.
For in every struggle, a lesson is found,
Strengthening the spirit, ever so profound.

And when it blooms, in colors so bright,
It stands as a beacon, a testament of might.
For growth is a journey, not a destination,
A continuous dance, a lifelong celebration.