The Seedling

In the quiet dark spaces where all things begin, I reside.

A seedling at first sight with the imprint of miracles coded in the particles that make up both my current state and my potential.

Within me exists the purity of potential, the power of existence itself and the remedy for what may come in turbulent times on the surface.

For now, in the seedling state, where simultaneously time stands still and all things exist, I remain unburdened with becoming.