It poked it's little head through the crack as tires whizzed dangerously by
Feet stomped past, quickly, carelessly, sleepwalking
But the seed pushed forward, upward...reached for the sun where he was
Prayed for rain and kindness and a little more room
Opened his little leaves, though tattered and torn, sucked in every drop that the city would give it
Sang joyously in the rain, just loud enough that in the mist, a woman overheard
Kneeled down and said hello
Heart stole one appreciating moment and image
Connected with the little plant's struggle and persistence and beauty
The onlookers saw the crazy woman...
laughed
looked away
called her an artist
But in reality
the little plant impressed her more
Woke her up
made her glow
Humming the tune all the way home
