Photosynthesis

It begins with a seed
placed
where it may succeed.
In a moment
it decides,
"Yes, here I can grow
until I die."
The ultimate decision;
finality
decided at onset.
A whole life
rooted
here.
No knowledge of possibility.
No possibility of change.
Trust
seeded
with impossibility
of regret.
And to take that chosen spot
and bring as much beauty
as potential allows.

I suspect
we are more plant
than we pretend.
The momentum of birth
is a powerful seed.
Although legged
and not rooted,
diaspora carries history
of inception
no matter our legs,
and no matter
how much we try.
And despite the regret
we must,
as our plant-likeness demands,
make as much beauty
right here
as potential allows.