What a child I am! Any adult knows that when you plant a seed that it takes time to grow. But here I am checking the seed and just like a child who checked his bean seed in that white styrofoam cup on the windowsill every hour and then in the morning to rush out to see if a bit of green has popped through the wet dirt. Nothing. How the heart slumps. And isn't it just the time the utter dejection sets in and you feel the 'whatever' coming on that a green shoot appears?
I hope and wait and pray … for the out of the blue verbal seed to germinate and continue with sowing the walking seeds.…
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