The little seed

Once there was a little seed,
when it was nurtured by the rain,
it soon was growing without pain,
but who can tell what will become
of this little seed nurtured by the rain

Roots began to anchor deep,
while leaves reached for the skies,
it stood tall through nights and days,
under sunlit, stormy skies.

But near it grew a mighty tree,
its branches wide, its roots spread far,
casting shadows over the seed,
dimming its guiding star.

The little seed, now in the shade,
struggled for the light it craved,
its growth was slow, its leaves were few,
yet its spirit never waived.

It reached out, seeking rays of sun,
and found a path through trials spun,
it grew in strength, defied the gloom,
and in the end, began to bloom.

So let the tale of two seeds be,
a lesson in resilience true,
that even in another's shade,
we can find our way and bloom anew.