Buried deep in nameless dark
Cold earth pressed its fragile spark
Silence sealed its tiny breath
Life looked much like quiet death
Voice unseen called from above
Not loud force just whispered love
Seed felt warmth in shadow’s hold
Future shaped in secret fold
Shell broke open from within
Roots reached down not chasing win
Growth began where doubt once lay
Sun arrived in humble way
Dreams germinate out of sight
Night prepares the morning light
Trust the soil embrace the claim—
Seeds rise once they hear their name