Seeds

A gifting of

The Mothers

Gentle touch

Blown passionately

In the wind

Swirling gifts

Settling in

The dirt

SEEDS

A kiss

Universal Love

Passing gently

From one 

To another

The tiniest

Of giving

Often creating

The greatest impact

SEEDS

Rooting within

Hardened rock

Fertile soil

Not mattering

To the giver

Shared lovingly

SEEDS

Making the

Universe whole

Allowing life

To continue

Enabling love

To fully blossom

Continuing the

Giving cycle

SEEDS

Exploding into,

Onto our desperate

Lonely, cynical world

Inviting new growth

Expanding the reach

Of Loves

Gentle embrace

Rick Ellsmore

Seed Giver

8.3.20

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