Acorn,
you are so small and hard -- like a rock.
Yet, enclosed within your dull brown surface
are the essentials of the life
of an enormous oak
capable of spanning a century,
and seeding a forest
once you die to what you are now
to become your destiny.

Ah! I must value
the acorns of my life
the dark rock-like events
pregnant with a life
that reaches deep, root-like
and high, leaf-like.
How urgent
to be acorn
and daily die
to live.