Seeds

seeds

Seeds scatter

With or without the wind
With or without our choosing
With or without our noticing

They scatter – propagate –grow

If/when they find the right soil
They become another of what was once only here

Each smile we show, each curse we spit, can scatter like seeds
We can’t see the impact our wake has on the world
Who we are, and how we deal with today, makes ripples into reality

Choose what you want to grow

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