We start as a seed, planted with love.

Showered with holy water from up above.

Expected to prosper, to grow, to thrive.

Thankful for the gift of being alive.

Breaking through grounds, we thought unattainable.

Ideas we thought were dreams, become sustainable.

With never-ending growth on an upward spiral.

What's up must come down, our greed goes viral.

We take and we take, ignorant to others.

What's yours must be mine, no care for our brothers.

We steal, we lie, we hurt for our own greater good.

Then blame the whole world, "I'm just misunderstood."

You look at your reflection, petals all wilted.

Just like the pigment of your colors, all meaning has jilted.

You find you're alone in this emptiness you've made.

With all other hope gone, you look up and you prayed.

I ask, what's the value of the life that we're living?

If people take and take and there is no giving.

I've stolen, I've lied, and I've hurt all my brothers.

I've lost all my soul, just look at my colors.

With the last of your words, a tear hit the ground.

Watering your roots without making a sound.

As you wept for your guilt, your stem grew stronger.

Your petals became vibrant, your sadness grew smaller.

We come into life thinking were owed.

A life we haven't earned, forever happiness bestowed.

But, in this journey, there's a balance that needs to be maintained.

In every good, there is bad, a phenomenon unexplained.

We are given a life, so precious and grand.

We can mess it all up or allow ourselves to expand.

To realize our mistakes and our selfish ways,

It is the start of inner happiness and meaningful days.

You are never too far gone, to return to your roots.

Look inside of yourself and you'll re-find your attributes.

The inner you that makes you prosper, grow and thrive.

The reason you're thankful for being alive.