Here is something I wrote:
There is this idea -
that you can plant a seed into a perons's mind.
And although it may never grow into anything - it is still there, sleeping.
But when the right time comes, it may not flourish into beautiful blossoms, or rise tall above the canopy.
It may just be a little grass.
The things I make -
I want them to be valuable in some way.
And I am not exactly sure how,
but a wise man once told me,