Some good plants are like weeds springing up from the ground here and there. The seeds of these fruits are many but most people love eating them. Those little seeds do not sprout inside but pass through and out as they scrap the inner wall leaving behind nourishment. Birds love little seeds too and where they drop a new plant forms. But for many people those seeds land in the stool.
Words are like little seeds that pass through. For those who are nourished from those words they too are like a new plant springing up from no where. However if they do not find love for the words beginning with the first and most important word then they are like a dying plant that bears no fruit good to eat.