Self Seeding

I am starting again

as a seedling

soon to outgrow

the old shell of me.

It won't be easy.

My shell is over protective.

Sealed tight.

Keeping me imprisoned.

I sit in the sun,

drinking water, eating healthily,

handling myself with care

during this vulnerable phase.

Away from the shadow of my past

the seedling has a choice of colour

to surprise us both

when my shell bursts open.