life

in the seed there is truth

meaty kernel of hope

set caringly in cut away soil

a perfect pocket within nature’s apron

wrapped around Mother and held close at her womb

in the warmth of the wait

and in the falling Spring rains

soaking Her hands as She unwraps the shell

releasing the youngling of leaf and love

-grow-

sprout forth goodness, she whispers

in just coming to the surface

is a wholesome virtue

life

 

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