Finding purpose from a poem

I love this poem. It reminds me of the amazing strength of nature, and of the strength I can have if I’m kind to myself and make time to look after my mental and physical health.

‘Seeds’ by Walter de la Mare

The seeds I sowed –
For week unseen –
Have pushed up pygmy
Shoots of green;
So frail you’d think
The tiniest stone
Would never let
A glimpse be shown.
But no; a pebble
Near them lies,
At least a cherry-stone
In size,
Which that mere sprout
Has heaved away,
To bask in sunshine,
See the Day.