A Faith

A seed, so small, was pressed tightly in my hand. She Whispered a promise: life across the land. Will the delicate roots break through the soil without being seen? or withered, lost beneath such a deep world?

With trembling fingers, I plant it in the earth. A silent prayer for what this seed is worth. The days are passing, the sun has gone away, and There is no sign of life; suspicion begins to creep in.

Then, one gentle morning, a miracle unfolds, A lush shoot, a story yet untold. The trust I gave was repaid in green in the sunlight. A delicate thing, yet unseen love.

It may take time and a leap of faith, you see. But trust the seed and see the beauty.

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