Out Of Barren Ground...Beauty Grows

After a trying day, I took some comfort in a photo I shot this weekend.

This image spoke to me..... Some time while we were away, a petunia took root between the cracks of our patio, and grew and blossomed.

Chances are, if we had been home, we would have pulled the young shoot, thinking it was a weed, never knowing its true nature, and never enjoying its full-grown beauty.

I find the strong plant, thriving against bad odds and a seemingly inhospitable environment, poignant.

What do you think?  Is my inspiration well-founded, or am I projecting too much into a natural phenomenon?

Are we too quick to stifle growth? Do we often ignore potential?

Does this remind you of a time when you overcame a struggle, or defied an environment that told you you were not good enough, not smart enough, not strong enough, not man enough, not woman enough, not worthy, not welcome--but found your beauty in spite of it?