One is destined to become
a yellow crookneck squash,
another a deep-hued purple iris,
while I was designed to blossom
only after realizing my truth as seed
beneath the husk of my humanity.
Flowers, plants and animals, do not
have stories to tell about way back when
and if only. They just unfold according
to natural law. So too, have I learned
to live beneath the veil, to realize
a seed’s prophesy by bursting through
fresh turned earth to dance in the beauty
of my own becoming.