Quiet Root Catches Fire
Words by Adika. A. Toussaint (HumbleLove)
SECTION I: THE POETIC REFLECTION
We start in silence, hidden in the earth,
where no one sees the patience of the seed.
A gentle bloom, a slow, deliberate birth,
that gathers strength for every future need.
But grace is not a ember meant to fade,
nor is it buried always out of sight.