rivkamcstone
2 days ago1 min read
New Life
A seedling planted in the womb In dark of winter, hid from view. Inner turmoil and silent straining, No eye can see what soon will bloom. Suddenly a sprout breaks through; The evidence of growth in view. Spring, a time of budding life, And weariness being renewed. Summer brings a fuller flower, Growth points to a higher power. Hopefulness at what's to come, Anticipation of the hour. Now Harvest's fruit completes gestation; Plucked from its source in separation. Prepared to li



















