Saturday, 13 June 2009

• Currently We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things By Jason Mraz 'i'm yours' see related

  some seed fell among thorns

  Seed falls among thorns
  Suffocated by the worries of a crowded heart
  A mind racing through endless combinations and permutations of possibility
  Still, the seed struggles to break through ground depleted of nutrients
  By the most imposing weeds
  A root takes hold, shoots off in search of a single drop of water, the slightest hint of nitrogen
  And soon a new shoot will spring from the ground, in pursuit of the sun
  The thorns will not win
  Never say "impossible"...
  

  • 12:08 AM
  • 2 Views
  • 0 eProps
  • 0 Comments