Now I Understand
I sat upon the porch today
with coffee cup in hand,
took some time to greet the day,
to contemplate the planned.
The air was crisp and fragrant,
alive with tunes of bird.
Pinkish rays of sunlight peeked,
as life, renewed, now stirred.
Awareness dawned within my heart
in the language of the soul,
awakened all my senses to
the Master Planter's goal.
I heard the faintest whisper
in the hollows of my heart,
the answers I'd so long pursued
appeared, to hope impart.
It happened in an instant
when instinctively I knew...
The purpose I was born for
though, buried deep inside me, grew.
Within my heart was planted
the smallest seed, so long ago,
a seed the Planter'd chosen
for the garden of my soul.
With tender care and nurture,
that tiny seed had taken root.
Golden sun light, washed with rain
had birthed a tender shoot.
With time, that shoot had flourished,
tended by the Planter's hand.
Then, came the time for pruning,
an act i couldn't understand.
But gently and so lovingly
the Planter pruned with care.
Before I could recover,
a leafy stem developed there,
and tiny little buds appeared
on the fragile breath of spring.
They slowly grew, unfolding
into blooms to grace the king.
It was the seed of love that grew
to blossom in my soul.
To share with all who venture
into my garden, is my role.
Though it seems simplistic,
this role for which I'm cast,
I, lovingly, embrace with joy
now, thankful for the past.
The knowledge of the Planter's joy,
as I sit with cup in hand,
resonates within my heart
and now I understand.
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