Faith, Poetry, Spirituality

A Mustard Seed of Faith

Like a seed,
Deep in the dark ground,
That finds nourishment from its surroundings,
Emerges from the darkness as it seeks out the light.
We are like that seed born into darkness,
We come alive when we find the light.
Our journeys nourish us and give us strength,
We grow as we learn what is good and what is right.
Our souls become well rooted,
Deep within the soil we were born into,
Our branches sore as they reach high into the sky,
In the forest,
We are a great tree,
Nothing is impossible,
Nothing can move us from our spot.

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