People Are Seeds Poem by Tina Baaklini

My love,

People are seeds
Their hearts we do not see
How they will be we cannot forsee
For people are seeds

Once we sow the seed in our heart
The seed may grow or not
It may be a flower bud
It may turn to a small shrub
Able to resist tempest and flood
But we know not
Unless we sow the seed in our heart

But your heart and mine are an exception
Our roots are intertwined since creation
We swim in the same big ocean
We need no cupid, nor love potion
I breathe your love with devotion
Your tender heart is my only constellation

Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk