My daughter Lauren is a becoming a dedicated writer and is part of a program at school called “Power of the Pen.” She was accepted to move on to the final writing competition in March. As a twelve-year-old, this is very exciting news and we are very proud of her commitment to writing. I am not sure who inspires who, yet her ability to write has urged me to continue writing my poetry, short stories, “musings” and in general, unleash my creative persona.
“The Seed” was written over a year ago. It was created after I received an encouraging and heartfelt letter from a dear friend, thanking me for helping him grow from a seed into a beautiful flower. I am still tweaking, editing and generally thinking of expanding it into a children’s book. The message is clear though; seeds, much like people, need a lot of nurturing to grow and become a beautiful flower, or perhaps, a beautiful, caring human being. In the end, we need each other to become the best version of ourselves.
Once upon a time, there was a lonely little girl. The little girl often looked outside her window, watching the world pass her by. She felt like this world was okay without her being in it, just quietly observing, taking it all in. She played with dolls, took long walks alone and kept her thoughts inside her heart. Some days, she would visit an old oak tree to tell it about her day. The tree was always there, listening and allowing her to lean on him.
One day, there was a tapping at her door. As she opened the door, she noticed a small golden box, wrapped in a big purple bow sitting on the step. The box was glowing colors of orange, red and yellow. Walking back into her quiet home, she sat in the window overlooking the busy street outside. The little girl opened the box only to find a small seed inside. The seed was cradled in cotton for protection. There was no note or label on the box. Just a tiny, lone seed in a glowing gold box. “How perfect,” she thought…. I have a job to do now. “I will nurture, love and cherish this seed until it becomes a beautiful living thing.”
Deciding that she would take care of the seed, she placed it in a small crystal vase of water to hydrate the seed. After a few days, she noticed a burst of life from the seed. It had started to turn a bright green. She then found a small container, placed fresh and clean soil in the container and buried the seed in the soil.
Several weeks went by but nothing had grown from the seed. The little girl continued to water, care and nourish the seed, wiling it to grow. She had never taken care of a seed before and was determined to save the seed so that it could grow and flourish. Was it a flower, a plant, a tree? What was the fate of this special seed?
One early spring morning, as the sun was reaching across the sky, the little girl noticed a tiny sprout growing from the soil! She jumped for joy and could not believe her eyes! It was growing!
Now that the tiny sprout was peeking out of the soil, she constantly watched, watered and cared for it. It was an amazing site to behold. The sad little girl now had a new focus. She wanted desperately for this small sprout to grow and prosper.
By the light of the moon, the sprout was cared for… by the light of the sun, the sprout gathered new energy. Day after day, the sprout began to grow. The little girl went about her daily life, but every day, she hoped it would continue to grow. Always constant, she watered, loved and cared for the tiny sprout.
Summer came and almost overnight, the sprout grew into a beautiful exotic flower. She could not believe her eyes. This tiny seed, given to her by some unknown entity, trusting her to care and love it, developed into the most beautiful living thing she had ever seen. The fragrance was eternal, a scent that was sweet and sugary, yet strong and confident. The petals were a gorgeous color that she had never seen before.
One hot summer day, the little girl took the exotic flower into a deep forest. Once there, she planted the flower next to an old oak tree. It needed more room to grow. She asked the tree to take care of the flower and watch over it when she was away. The oak tree said yes, that he would continue to care for the flower. Yet every day, the little girl went and visited the beautiful flower and the old oak and told them about her dreams and desires. The three became one and their lives were never the same again.