Poetry: Seed Of Love
Seed Of Love
Love is fragile
But very important seed.
It needs to be planted
On a fertile soil
Watered till it sprouts
And ripens and
Diligently tended
Else it withers and dies
And it fades always
The poisonous seed
Of hatred takes root
Hence nature forbids vacuum.
In the black forest of hatred
Sunless our lives become
Fearsome of all we become
When love takes flight.
So let the rivers of
Our love meet in the
Confluence of our hearts
And flood our whole being.