A bud, brimming with potential
Has no purpose in life but to bloom
Were it to hide forever, safe within itself
Existence would morn its unsmelled perfume
Though to bloom is to give in to fragility
Accepting broken petals and the sacrifice of self
Each flower that blooms is a gift from His hand
A sign of His love, its inherent wealth
A seed, the foundation of existence
Holds within its core a cherished treasure
But to share its legacy with the world
It must sacrifice what no tongue can measure
Though to grow is to break apart its earthly home
To accept the interdependency of all living things
Its sacrifice links its heart to the Light
And provides it with earthly and heavenly wings
Do we steal from the world our soul's precious gift
Shielding ourselves from anguish and pain
Neither giving nor receiving love or support
Afraid that to change means to drown in the rain?
Like a brimming bud and a shining seed
Each day this choice is ours to make
Do we hide in the dark, safe and alone
Or accept that to grow means at times we will break
