A Small Seed... Poem by Katy Fulker

A small seed is flung onto sparse barren land,
Trying so desperately to understand.
The bright Sun rises far off in the West,
Ever-determined in its new-found quest.
A rain cloud appears, blocking its rays -
Unchanging, forceful, so set in its ways.
Both are needed for the young seed to grow,
But together rough, violent winds start to blow.
The Sun won't give up, its rays are too bright,
But the cloud too is strong and puts up a good fight.
So intent and resolute with their battles and strife,
The yound seed's left alone, struggling for life.