Milkwort Seeds

Side of the spilling over milkwort seed Is a rock full of anger and greed? He once was envious as can be Seething at your little blue force With a look of envy at that giant of me He once was like me - as I too Was once like a little milkwort seed. Like you, I too once was envious Of the blue sky that rose of course Every morning for a spell Over a little rocky dell Oh little milkwort seed you'll grow By a rock that's force shall crumble Into me and you again Into the soil and flower again I guess we're all heaped-together the same? Little, little, little milkwort seeds.