My rules are that the next line starts with the last word of the previous line.

The Delicate Seed

Fragile like a delicate seed

Seed of hope that starts to grow

Grow into a connection so strong

Strong like the roots that run deep

Deep in the earth anchored below

Below our silent strength unseen

Unseen by the naked eyes

Eyes that in darkness shine bright

Bright enough to guide us through

Through valleys deep and mountains high

High to low and everywhere in between

In between is just a vibrant space

Space where you can find your soul

Soul this inner space brings inner calm

Calm is waiting for you to begin

Begin again like the fragile seed.