As I swiftly strode through the parking lot, I stepped obliviously onto the drain grate when something caught my eye. I slowed. A closer glance identified a couple leaves jutting through the grate. I stopped on the middle of the grate and looked down into the deep hole. From out of the depths of darkness, I could discern a vine with healthy pink blossoms crawling up the wall towards the sun light.

In the darkness, life was reaching for the sun.