The Tree

When a seedling sprouts in crack of a rock

It seems impossible for it to overcome such a challenge

What a small and vulnerable life

For even a gust of wind too strong would kill it

How could it possibly harm the rock

Or even anything else for that matter

But as that seedling grows

Cracks start to form

Like small little snakes

They grow bigger and bigger

But the tiny tree has a way to go

The tree is no longer small

It looms over the rock

Hiding the sun

And with an audible crack,

The rock breaks into pieces

And so does the tree

As when Yang overpowers Yin

Destruction ensues