A seed

You are a seed.. you feel like a mere seed.

Rejected...

rejected by nature you feel.. by the wind, by the soil of the earth, by the plants in bloom.

Less of value... lesser than a stone you feel.. on the path, in the path,beside the path.

Heavy... massive you feel.. not to be lifted, not to be shiftedor to be turned.

Attached.

Dependent.

Lost.

Entirely displaced.

Let it rest for a while.. Let yourself BE for a moment.

Once you get into the journey through these paths, in dependence, on the right soil, among the right plants…

…and when the gleam of the Sun enlightens you, the finest blooming plant emerges of you!

Peerless...

Delicate...

And Pleasing...

One that will for another seed form the nature, be the stone as a foothold, be the center of gravity, form eventually the heaven and salvation.