A tree

I walked,
Until I could walk no more, 
sat down under a tree
out of necessity rather.

With grace;
the giant tree looked upon me,
smiled over me with its dry leaves,
And gave me cover. 

Tiny seed it was once,
Buried deep it was,
into the veins of mother Earth,
To find its true form and what a form it had!!

We must see darkness,
To find the light within;
We must embrace struggle to grow;
we must let them take over us,
until we become "us".