They start small, barely branching out
Shy, unsure
They’re patient without a doubt
But seeing their siblings wake up
Encouraged, reaching
Arms, legs, limb they stretch
Sun is their goal
Like Icarus, gloating at high achievements
Tiny dancers in sync with one another
Untirelessly dancing night and day
Weather-pay no heed
Conjoined strength is all they need
Though they are mortal
Time brings i...