In the garden of my heart, I sowed a seed,
A seed of trust, with hope to feed,
Watered by emotions, pure and deep,
Nurtured with care, in nights so steep.
Through the storms and gentle rain,
I tended to it, with love's refrain,
For in its growth, I sought to find,
The sweetest fruit, of the heart's design.
With patience as my guiding light,
I watched it grow, both day and night,
Roots entwined with faith's embrace,
Branches reaching, in love's grace.
And as seasons passed, the seed did thrive,
Blossoming forth, with love alive,
In its shade, I found my rest,
In its fruit, true love is expressed.
For every tear shed in doubt's embrace,
Was washed away by trust's gentle grace,
And in the harvest, I found my bliss,
For true love's fruit is sweeter than this.
So let me sow seeds of trust anew,
In the garden of hearts, where love rings true,
For in the soil of faith, happiness grows,
And in the fruit of love, love forever glows.
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
