Seed

A budding flower grows
And once it blooms
Produces its own seeds.
Seeds that scatters when its blown away
When lodged into ground
Spreads out roots.
Roots that feeds the seed
As the seed burst out shoot from the ground
A new season of life begins again.

I am nowhere where I once was
Neither here nor there
Still grasping for wisdom.
Wisdom gained through struggles
Seasons of ups and downs
That He is still not done with me.
Me that is all I can be
Not knowing how it will all end
But trusting where He leads.