Wednesday, December 14, 2011

'I wanna die...please kill me' said he. Choked emotions poured out, the seed had never been this hopeless before.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

The sprouting seed's agony is oblivious to the world around, for he is buried deep down in the lap of mother earth. His tears are rendered inconspicuous by the darkness i.e. absence of light. The light, that nurtures and harbors. The darkness seems like eternity and yet the seed nurses hope of growth...