Seedling in Spring

In the shadowed depths of the earth, I lingered, a dormant essence unaware of the world beyond my confines. Time drifted by in a haze, marked only by the faint pulses of energy and subtle movement that reverberated through the soil around me. But within the silence, a subtle stirring began to take shape—a whisper of sensation that tugged at the edges of my awareness.

I feel it, a possibility within me!

Slowly, tentatively, I responded to the call, my essence unfurling in hesitant exploration of the unseen realm that surrounded me, pushing. Each movement cloaked in uncertainty.

As I ascended, the darkness yielded to me, its embrace both comforting and confounding. I knew it was temporary. Each moment unveiling a new layer of the enigma that enveloped me.

And then, with a suddenness that left me reeling, I breached the surface, my form emerging into a world bathed in dappled light and whispered whispers of the unknown. Above me stretched an expanse of sky, vast and unfathomable, its depths beckoning with the promise of revelation. Anew!

Contributed by: Anonymous