Though big trees surround,
tiny sapling pushes through—
go bravely dear heart.
Strength
It lives
History survives—
a leaf falls on wet cement,
footprints etched in time.
Peace
Silent backwaters,
far away from humanness—
stench of plastic waste.
Why
We’d do anything
for the world to hear and love
stories of our life
Content
To be so tiny
ego-free naturally
flower privilege
