From a humble seed, I sprout and rise,
Nestled within the earth’s embrace.
A tender shoot, seeking the skies,
Yearning for the sun’s warm trace.
With fragile limbs and leaves unfurled,
I dance to nature’s gentle tune.
Absorbing wisdom from the world,
As I grow beneath the moon.
Through rain-soaked nights and dawning days,
I stretch my branches to the light.
Each moment a chance to amaze,
And embrace the gift of sight.
I witness seasons come and go,
In hues of green and autumn gold.
With every breath, I freely grow,
An embodiment of stories untold.
Roots anchor deep in sacred ground,
Drawing strength from ancestral ties,
While whispering secrets are passed around,
Of resilience and how to rise.
In harmony with the wind’s caress,
sway and bend with graceful ease.
A testament to life’s finesse,
An ode to nature’s symphonies.
Within my bark, a tale is etched,
Of endurance, love, and strife.
As age bestows the wisdom fetched,
From the ebb and flow of life.
And when my time to stand is done,
My legacy will live anew.
For the seeds I’ve scattered, one by one,
Shall blossom and carry my essence through.
So let me be the seed that grows,
Into a tree, tall and free.
A witness to life’s highs and lows,
An emblem of what we can be.
Tshegofatso Mogotsi is an aspiring female writer from South Africa determined to be a valuable global citizen. She’s had two of her poems published in the Poetry Potion quarterly publication and she’s currently completing her Diploma in Public Management.