The tiny seed knows its place
becomes well-rooted
before showing her face
Drawn to the beauty of light
she stretches upward
to live within its sight
She drinks deeply from the sky
every time it falls
to splash and land, nearby
Limited by what she knows
she lives her whole life
reflecting on sun’s glow
and yet, somehow, she grows
Heartspell 
When I’ve traveled different places in the world…I’ve found that there are many who only know their personal garden (their village or town) but live a full and peaceful life…your verse made me think of them during this chaotic time.