Poem -

In the works

Trees in the forest 
But I am just a seed
Lying on the ground 
Buried by leaves 
No sunlight able to shine upon me
Every now and again
The wind blows 
The leaves come off.. 
IM FINALLY FREE
It then rains 
The sun can finally grasp me
But when I sprout
A storm will come
Knock the leaves
Off the trees
Once again the cover
Then one day
The breeze will blow away
The leaves that kept me 
In the grey 
Dark and gloomy 
No more 
I shall sprout 
Be the biggest
Strongest, most beautiful tree 
One day I shall be
Still I feel afraid
Forest of grey
The sun may finally be able to grasp me 
But it doesn't take away the pain
Of when I was a small seed 
Fright of being reburied
Under these leaves so scary
Although I know 
I am a strong tree
No matter what you try to tell me
But this is all a lie, for all I see 
Buildings falling all over me, 
No longer the leaves or the rain scare me. 
One day I shall be. 

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Ja

One day you shall be.
That is the prophecy.
Keep writing and you'll see.
What you create is beauty.
Thank you

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