call me a fool, but I truly believe
that if I do not pour every drop
of emotion from my being
into the dirt of this world then
I will never know if any thing
was meant to grow.
there are hidden, thirsty
seeds between the blades
of grass begging for what
I shared with those already
bloomed.
dear Father, now I see.
02.04.19
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
call me a fool, but I truly believe
that if I do not pour every drop
of emotion from my being
into the dirt of this world then
I will never know if any thing
was meant to grow.
there are hidden, thirsty
seeds between the blades
of grass begging for what
I shared with those already
bloomed.
dear Father, now I see.
02.04.19
