a single seed, a patient palm,
can school the heart in steady calm
that humble gifts, when warmed by care,
unfold to worlds beyond compare
a candle born of fragile flame
teaches the dark to speak its name,
it tutors hope in how to see
the road toward what is meant to be
the smallest act, the tender word,
moves hidden gears the eye has blurred,
they bend the weight of silent things
and teach the soul how fate begins
those faithful to the unseen art
of showing up with open heart
will find that what they shaped in clay
becomes the peaks where they now stand
for every blessing, slight and brief,
is scripture written underneath
a map that leads, step after step,
to joys that come… and choose to stay.