And like a tiny seed <br />sown by two unknown hands, <br />it grew. <br /> <br />The rains were late, <br />and scarce that year, <br />yet there was beauty <br />as a dozen tiny leaves, <br />dark green and curled <br />reached up to see the sky <br />and heavy scents of rose <br />and Lilly of the valley <br />form sheets of dew <br />condensing time <br />as petals spread their thighs <br />to welcome Spring, <br />its sap of life <br />which folds its wings <br />upon itself <br />to dwell inside, <br />where love resides. <br /> <br />It is so easy for us all <br />to understand how love, <br />love at first sight <br />will swoop on us, <br />at random <br />and in force, <br />which brings <br />a mock tranquility <br />to dress the emperor <br />who has no clothes. <br /> <br />The miracle occurs when two, <br />who spent their lives <br />in sanctioned company <br />would speak of LOVE.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/yes-you-rachel/
