Rushing through space and time,
A seed fell where none could see it pine
It longed for fresh earth, like the opening to a door
Was it too much to ask for?
It thought as it lay in the dark

Just as it had gave up hope
When it could not cope
A wind came up carrying it
It flew farther and farther to finally sit
Upon what it had longed for

It grew, and grew, and grew
To call it short, would be untrue
So much it had changed
From that seed, in a little body caged
To a huge tree

Tall and glorious it stood
Supporting all the life it could
It was like a parent to all
Until it gave birth to seeds small
And it realized that it had produced life of its own