You can persevere

Young trees grown from seeds
Once fallen only time can help them grow
Unfortunately some can be swept away

Caught on the wind or carried away
All of which gives it purpose
Nearby the tree most will grow strong

Plucked from its habitat and planted
Even in rocky and unfertile earth
Reaching towards the sun even in shade
Somewhat misshapen from its battle
Even drought stumped it's growth
Victim of circumstance yet keeping on
Eventually a fire may burn and scorch everything around
Rise from the ashes even stronger
Every seed has a chance with inner strength