SEEDS OF CREATIVITY

Those seeds dwell deep inside,

beyond the known spheres of their bearer.

Hidden

in protective shells.

Dormant.

Waiting.

Summits and chasms

of life’s path –

bring rain

of joy and pain,

Rain waking through wild desires of blazing love –

in obsessions of burning soul –

by wanderings of seeking mind –

through touch of the deepest kind –

in light-less dives into despair –

the seeds.

Lured into being

by courage

to suffer –

seeds swell

burst their shell,

growing,

groping for light

With demanding need

threatening

choking

–

…

BE THE GARDENER:

LOVE with care and wisdom,

WATER with the sweat of your labor,

SHELTER from the onslaught of indifference,

PRUNE AND WEED with knowledge and skill,

THIS RISING GARDEN OF YOUR CREATION.

The fruit and shady paths will heal the wounds.