seeds

You impacted my world
with the subtlety of a seed.
A tiny, innocuous bit of concern.
It was nothing really...
but it found water
and slow, thirsty, tendrils of roots
went out searching for more.

Some choose to impact
with the fury of an
atomic bomb
or the un-involvement of a
passing car... but

A growing, green thing
is beautiful.

The million little choices to nurture,
listen,
point back to God,
love.

Little seeds make a mighty harvest.

May you be blessed
with the bounty of friendship
you have encouraged to grow.