Posted on April 14, 2011 by BBCo Poetic Potential If you really stop to think about it, it's more than miraculous that a humble, hard-shelled little thing called a seed, once buried in dirt, watered, and warmed by the sun, transforms into something beautifully alive, growing, and life-giving. Post navigationPrevious post: Lost Wax: Connecting the DotsNext post: The Book as Mentor