“A small seed is left behind; one day it can take root and sprout into a towering tree.” Behind this saying lies an almost poetic belief. It speaks not of the miracle of the seed itself, but of the gentle passage of time and the power of patience. The essence of a seed is a dormant possibility; it needs suitable soil, sunlight, and rain, but most importantly, it requires human patience—that unwavering trust in the future and respect for the natural rhythm.

Many things in our lives are like this seed. An accidental thought, a touching word, a fleeting connection—perhaps seemingly insignificant at the time, even forgotten in a corner. But at an unintentional moment, it will be awakened, quietly taking root. The books we read, the roads we walk, the experiences we have—may not immediately change our lives, but like a seed, they are stored in the soil of life. They quietly wait for their season, for a spring rain or a ray of sunshine, then begin to stretch, break through the soil, and grow toward the light.

This belief is especially precious in today’s era of pursuit of quick results. We are accustomed to “immediate effect,” eager for flowers to bloom overnight. But truly profound and lasting things—whether dreams, character, wisdom, or love—are often not instant but grow slowly. Their growth follows ancient, tranquil, almost sacred laws, unaffected by human will, only trusting the hand of time. Just as a great tree cannot be hurried, it can only accumulate rings day by day, circle by circle, silently writing its history toward the sky.

So, please cherish that small seed in your heart, whether it is a dream, kindness, or curiosity. Gently place it in your heart, give it a little space, a little trust, and then continue living. Don’t rush, don’t feel the need to dig up the soil every day. All you need to do is keep the soil fertile, keep your heart open, and leave the rest to time.

Because a towering tree of life is never a miracle that falls from the sky. It is simply a small seed remembered, cherished, and patiently nourished by the years, completing a solemn fulfillment of its own life over a long span of time.