Manifestation of love

A mound of earth like many others.
Nothing strikingly different…
Living, waiting for giving away self…
And the season arrived…
Sowing seeds of hope and fruition...
My hunger for company
And desire to nurture that forever-relationship
Was satisfied with a seed that fell into my lap.
Things seemed perfect.

Lost in the joy of
Creating my own world…
Gave it every ounce, every bit.
The roots spread slowly…
Tickling and touching my soul…
Spreading joy and hope for happiness.
Slowly I saw my hope grow…
Stem and shoot and leaf
And the most tender bud…

Joy knew no bound…
The colour of joy spread to
The blooming flower… my creation
Manifestation of my love.