We have things in our life that are precious They are the parts of us That make us who we are The things we will never forget They make us whole and leave a scar A seed plants itself in your heart It happens without your control But suddenly it’s there It’s a delicate thing that gives you joy It doesn’t matter if it’s imperfect But you never want to lose it Our lives will consist of these pieces That are like dandelion seeds We feed them love without thinking From the core of our being Without just one, we aren’t whole Why can’t we hold them all together So that forever we have it all Inevitably time blows like the wind Each fragile seed flies away We can dance around to catch them But love was never ours to hold It must be free to live and breathe To create and to pass away Every part of our soul that we have fed That feeds us and makes life worth it Belongs to the maker of the wind The One that is greater than it all Who holds everything in balance The core that each life belongs to That very heart of Love Saves every smile and tear From the beginning to the end And is painting a beautiful portrait As the breeze blows each moment away So that when we look back at our life We see the precious memories Blessings that never truly disappeared It starts but doesn’t end bare Loving, remembering, painting Until your picture is complete A dandelion in God’s hand With every part that made you...you
It was last year the day they embrace their love, all of them, it was then I declared my own. Seeds were sown, In the sun then her face shone, it was me alone who could see, the seeds growing into our sweet union's tree. But as fate would have it, it's their union's fruits that the tree bore, and it was almost as if an encounter with death deep inside my core, there was rebirth then, a man with the whole earth to his name as if, it is indeed land galore, to sow seeds until one day a tree grows just like it's seeds it's pure, bearing fruits it should've always bore.
As sands flow through The glass this hour My will Stays free And filled with power
Now is the time To act and choose To plant and sow No sand - to lose
Creation comes As no surprise For all my Thoughts Get crystallized
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We live in an expanding universe. Seeds grow. Thoughts grow. If we plant the right seeds and act in the NOW, then we can manifest more of what we truly desire in life.