352. All Things Grow

There are some things as inescapable as time, 

But time is all we need, it is all we see, 

and it is all we breathe.

It is the passion that we lay at our feet,

the condition to move forward,

 to plant the seed,

So with each passing breeze,

A memory unfolds, 

and grows, it grows, 

And when all the stories are told,

there you will see, the tallest tree, 

Even in a world that feels so cold,

with time, all things grow.