Does silence speak? Does a seed's hush cry,
Of buried dreams that reach for sky?
Does its root ache as it tears the clay,
Or does it find solace along the way?

When failure knocks, do you hear a voice,
A quiet pull, a hidden choice?
Can fallen leaves foretell the spring,
Or do we miss the life they bring?

When weight bends shoulders, where does strength hide?
Is it in the pulse, the breath, the stride?
Do unseen bridges span the dark,
Or must we stumble to leave our mark?

In churning seas where poison brews,
Can toil...