The gust of wind is ever so slight 

But it lifts the seed on wings of air 

And it is borne upon the breeze in flight. 

Amid the gusts and flurries

The rain pours down and the seed is carried 

to soft fingers of the earth, unhurried. 

Nestling snugly in the earth 

the seed slips deeper down, 

washed by the rain into the earth. 

Later a green shoot...

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