The moist morning's dew fell upon the fertile soil
Awakening life to seeds nestling in the earth below
Tiny delicate veins grew within, broke through outer shell so thin
Spreading, as stronger roots reached out into surrounding ground
Grew longer, firmer, tiny embryonic cells emerged along its length
From which, small, fragile green shoots sprung hesitantly forth
Becoming sturdier, bolder, growing taller, small buds appeared
Each pod getting larger, fuller, tighter, straining outer skin
Reaching breaking point, unable to contain the precious content
Bursts open to reveal the hidden treasure as new blossom unfurled
Blooming into a glorious full petalled radiant fragrant flower
And as the season is fulfilled of fading color and dying power
Plant seeds become hardened and dried, their final waterloo
Falling to the earth beneath, awaiting morning dew to start life anew
Written at Richmond Hill, Ontario - 4th February 2017
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