Moisture drawn to the core of dormant condition of potential.
Shaping within the makeup of natures beckoning to break free.
Crack the husk once there for protection.
Sprouting forth a vulnerable seedling beneath the surface desiring to be drawn to the surface.

Feeding from nutrients around thee but still safe from exposure.
Form finding strength with each passing moment of infancy to risk the newness of experience.
What will be found above and what shall become of me echoes the self doubts and fleeting desire to safety of husks protection.
Yet knowing unrealized potential finding warmth of the surface and rays from above that titillate the senses draw you to rise.

Life force now coursing through the veins of being use the newness of experience to gain strength to push the bounties without fear of failure.
No longer trapped by the overwhelming flood of doubts hope springs eternal in the infancy of pupil’s stage.
Visions that flashed of “what if” and “if only” build momentum to the experience now realized.
Soul cries in the elation “yes” to the reality of growth.
Risk now seems but a joke to growing seedling with evolving reach and new extensions of experience.

Rays feeding from above match the nutrients from growing roots below holding firm to solid foundation.
In the evening of the day small doubts in cold of night cause wondering views of surrounding beings.
Momentary flashes calling for recall find no validity.
Growth continues onward even when observing other’s progression.
None has exact shape or markings.

Day’s progression now increase purpose and strength of resolution.
Blossoms to form with coverings to protect the unrevealed purpose as on lookers seek to see what comes next.

Formation of uniqueness now finds no doubts or retreat.
As the pealing of blossoms reveal the beauty of pedals and core, natures wonder is drawn to assist you with cross pollination bringing validation to your long desired goal.
Eyes seeing your gift to the world are drawn to your beauty to posses its gift.

As snip of blossoms become gathered and smells of wondrous scent of completion bring what you were destined to do.
Long may you grow in the garden of your destiny.
For reality is far more fulfilling then unrealized potential.