Sometimes it even feels like a bird might just eat me right out of the sky; it is then that I am thankful that the wind takes me away again. Still, I wish more than anything to be able to land next to some clean water and grow into a beautiful plant.
From time to time I get scared though; what if I land in a bad spot and I am not be able to grow because of too many weeds? What if I don't get enough clean water? What if I am in the wind too long and I get too old and dry to grow? A bird would not even eat me then; what good would I be?
I can see a beautiful place to grow up ahead. Oh, how I pray for rain to come and bring me down to grow here. If only I had a little help to get down to earth. I will have a lot of work to do to get roots in on time before the cold comes; but I know spring will come. I know I can do it, I just need to get down to earth.
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