You are a seed,
Planted deep in the soil,
Not buried, but held close by the earth,
Cradled in the warmth of darkness,
Where it may seem like all is lost,
But remember, this is just the beginning.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The weight above you may feel like too much,
The silence may echo too loud in your heart,
And the cold may seep into your bones,
But you are not forgotten,
You are not abandoned,
You are simply in the process of becoming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The storms may rage above,
The winds may be too much to bear,
But they do not know the strength within you,
The resilience that lies in your core,
For you were planted, not buried,
And that makes all the difference.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
In this darkness, you find your roots,
They stretch and grow, seeking out the light,
For you are destined to rise,
To break through the surface,
To feel the sun on your leaves,
And to stand tall, no matter how long it takes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You may be small now, unseen,
But do not doubt the power within you,
Every challenge, every tear,
Is nurturing your growth,
Preparing you for the day you will bloom,
A day that will come,
As surely as the morning follows the night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You are a seed,
And though you may feel alone in the dark,
You are surrounded by life, by potential,
By the promise of what is to come,
So hold on, keep reaching, keep growing,
For your time will come,
When the world will see the beauty you have become.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
So let the rain fall,
Let the earth press close,
These are not the end, but the beginning,
For you were not buried to be forgotten,
You were planted to rise,
To flourish, to thrive, to become.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You are a seed,
And your strength lies in your roots,
In your ability to withstand,
To push through the soil,
To break free and emerge into the light,
Where you will stand tall,
Evidence to survival,
To the power of growth,
To the beauty of becoming.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
No matter what you go through,
Remember, you will survive,
For you are not buried,
You are planted,
And that means you are destined to rise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Walking shadow Poetry Kenya.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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