you plant your favorite seed with the hope of seeing it come alive..
water is - nurture it each day...
you are thrilled to see it grow...
to see it flourish... with your love and care...
the plant grows beautifully...
you nurture it more...
its most precious to you...
you cant believe its growth and beauty...
its keeps growing...
watering it is now a ritual..
you dont see a significant change...
you think you are giving it all the nurturing it needs...
you want to believe its flourishing...
and then one day a closer look... a gentle breeze in enough to make you realize...
the leaves have withered and falling... not withstood what you thought was just a breeze...
its looks the same from a distance... jsut as beautiful as it was....
but had you looked at it closely...
you thought it had matured?
or was it loss of its freshness?
or is it just plain old?
what went wrong?
probably time... and tht closer look which you should have made long ago.
(nothing other than a book i just finished readin has inspired this thought)