Once a seed,
Now home for many birds;
Once a tender shoot,
Now a huge shade for many people.
It is a curse not to grow in stature,
Environmental conditions may be ever-changing and unfavourable, but you must grow!
When you have grown to stature, there is one more thing that is left,
Being the shade for many others to grow on you.
Self-love is deadly!
Love must be shown to others as done to yourself,
Let other people grow and shine through you…
Like the birds on this green tree,
They become the twinkle on you.