A relationship is a plant

growing in our heart.

It’s seed is nourished

by the quality of the soil.

It’s leaves grow and spread

with the water of attention.

With time the plant will know

every stone in the ground,

and it’s roots will caress

our deepest secrets.

Wind, frost and storms

may convince us that the plant is dead,

but it will flower again

as Spring arrives.

Even when the plant is gone,

the heart remembers

it’s sweet tenderness.

(Thanks to Shanta for the translation.)


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