she blooms

She--She meaning her not me--is reaching for the sky, there's a life in her petals like a twinkle in the eye, a Destiny. She stayed in faith..... She was just a seedling to whom no one attended cast carelessy into the wilderness with no worry or care if it would survive, but this seedling thrived. The surface may have been scratched but that seedling still cracked and sprouted it's roots. Alone in the darkness looking for the light,  knowing there are two choices for her-----die or fight, she gathered her strength. Alone she was not strong enough, but everything living has a little God in us so she listened to that voice. "Have faith" it told her, "have patience" it said, "go up....go slow"....so....she moved ahead. In the darkness of the earth it must have been hard to believe that just a few feet above her was the brilliant sun,  the rain, the comforting breeze, but she pressed on. Finding a joy in her struggle gaining strength along the way saying "that was a 1/2 inch last night, i think ill try an inch today!".  People walked above her completely unaware of the work this would be beauty had to bear, they dropped their refuse some even spit and while she thirsted for air. within the earth beside her were other seeds, some who refuse to sprout, some growing sideways all wanting to make it out. They mocked her for hoping, they mocked her for trying like "grow up?!? That's not the way" , but those seeds were slowly dying, for more than lack of hope.