Tiny Seed

In the vastness of our great earth
Lies a tiny seed,awaiting it's birth
To fight the elements along the way
So it will bloom and grow one day
Perhaps it may wilt and stop to rise
But finds the strength and still survives
Till one fine day it stops to see
That it's become the tallest tree
Allowing it to stand and view
And separate the false from true
We all shall be that tallest tree
To pause awhile and finally see
And judge for ourselves with all truths known
Walking the earth with thoughts of our own
Remember this my life long friend
Your book, until death,shall never end
But carry on from one chapter to another
And fill the pages with things you discover
So show no ill, for unwanted wraths
For it shall help you choose your paths