The thorn that grew from rock is as honourable as, "the rose that grew from concrete".!.
YET, it's unnoticed on its journey as it triumphs through adversaries like an unborn.!.
Travelling only as a shadow in sacred darkness and rising beyond each spree of light.!.
Only by time is it graded and by sky is it nurtured, to a fulfillment undermined by misfortunes..!
Bound only by roots that's never seen its horizon, though connects both past and future..!
Freed only by eyes that's seen the sun and the moon, yet misses a flower's bloom..!