You hold this seed close to you; so no body can see it

if they were to gaze upon it; they would crush it on impulse before it could be planted

nevertheless you know it can never grow into it’s true self like this; so you plant it the ground despite your worries

yet here anyone could tear it from its home before it sprouts so you place in a pot; making sure it’s still bathed in sunlight

now it’s a bud; so anyone could come and crush it before it blooms

so you place the pot inside inside; the flower only getting the residue of the sun

it begins to wilt; so you place it back outside

time goes by and it grows into a beautuful flower; so beautiful that someone cannot help but uproot it