The seeds are being set. I plan to have a garden variety. My ability does not leave me one-dimensional. The work ethic shines through as opportunities begin to blossom.

This is MY moment.

The others have either withered away from who they are; or flowed with the wind and became weeds. It’s a shame to see that on every yard. But not many have been raised in the proper soil; so can you blame them?

But if all circumstances were favorable, could we say that we have truly grasped the spectrum of greatness? I doubt it.

It takes a seed to become a tree. Whether that tree stays is up to its prominence.

So ask yourself: Are you planting yourself to be a tree?  Or a weed?

-‘Nough said.