Seedling

When I look I see,

beauty surrounds me.

Be it a pebble, polished and honed,

from wind, water and stone.

To a redwood so massive,

born of a tiny seed, dropped from a gigantic.

Here is little insignificant me,

watch me grow into a mighty being.

By Jim Purvis

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