Constantly changing and growing Seeds bursting forth new life Watered with love and guidance Fed with pain and strife.
Breathing forth the tension Of struggling with birth The light of God our father The womb of mother earth.
The seasons change, the winds blow cold The seeds retreat into their fold, To silence still, to still the night To feed the ever-growing light That lies with each and every part Beating still, the garden's heart.
The seasons change, the sun grows warm The seeds begin to come in form The pressure builds, the tension mounts To break the shell, the earth renounce To reach the light, the light within Bursting, striving, to begin.
Pushing up, each and every part The living soul, the garden's heart.