Grow Like A Sapling
Watch how a sapling grows
In silence.
Fragile yet determined
Absorbing its food
Still and observant
From twilight to dusk
Learning the nature of breeze —
Befriending the zephyr
To face the wind
So that it knows the drift–
The drift of the thunderstorm
Ready to rip apart its dainty buds
And tear away the lone flower;
Erode the humble soil
And yet not uproot the little being;
For mighty is the fury,
But mightier is the silence
That holds enormous power
And unrivalled strength.
Rising from endurance,
Once the dust is settled —
The sapling is wiser and calmer
Now that it knows —
“The discomfort in growth
And the darkness overnight
Is that moment in time,
When your faith and purpose shall rhyme.”
NV©