My Sunflower Seed
Abstract
Finding the right spot for planting, a sunflower seed. Then waiting, hoping, and pondering as to its potential. My sunflower seed. At times forgetting it's even there—but only briefly. Providing water, nutrients, fresh air. Dancing around its whereabouts, ensuring neither sole nor soul treads upon it—or at least not too heavily. More waiting, going about other business. Alas, it breaks through. Like a new tooth, with surprise, joy, tenderness, minimal pain. Growing up and up...