Every single one of us has been born with a seed
The lucky ones have two or three
Yet all of us still have this unborn greatness
Residing within us
Waiting to be woken up
This precious seed is one that no money can buy
Or wishing can grant
It is a given gift that is rooted
In our innate being
We try to morph and manipulate our seed to suit out desires
We try to change it before we even know its full potential
Damaging and killing it in the process
Some have the seed of music
Some have the seed of art
Cultivate your seed
Nourish and feed it
So that it can grow and flourish
Becoming the highlight of the garden that is your life
Eliminate the weeds that pollute your garden
They cover your seed
Banish all that distracts you from your life's one true purpose!
You may not achieve greatness or fame
But you can take your spark
And set the world alight
