The Seed

I planted a seed.

I knew it would grow.

I’d been told of its

potential by those

who had tried

the experiment.

They said if I

would care for

and nurture my plant,

it would become a solemn tree.

It has long since blossomed

and borne fruit.

With winter here,

my tree stands barren,

but I have stored

for time of need

a perfect knowledge.