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The Seed
The seed of
love is planted deep,
it lies within
my soul asleep,
awaiting one
who when he comes,
will wake it
like the morning sun.
Nourished well
the seed will flower,
releasing a
tremendous power,
all consuming
this gift Divine,
growing, fills
both heart and mind.
I can bestow it
anywhere
but must choose
wisely and with care,
I'll give it
to the one who comes -
radiant like the
the summer sun.
Love is best
when given away,
it often
chooses then to stay,
blessing giver
and receiver,
enriching both
of them for ever.
-c Jean M. Lewis
October 2000-
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