In the quiet earth, where secrets sleep,
Tiny seeds lie, in slumber deep.
Dreams of green awaken slow,
In whispers soft, they start to grow.
Beneath the surface, life begins,
A dance unseen, the earth it spins.
Roots reach out, embrace the dark,
Guided by an ancient spark.
Sunlight calls through layers thick,
A gentle touch, a magic trick.
Leaves unfurl, greet the sky,
In a tapestry of life, they fly.
From humble seeds, a world anew,
Colors burst, in every hue.
Natureâs promise, softly sown,
In every seed, a universe grown.