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