THROUGH many days and many days <br />The seed of love lay hidden close; <br />We walked the dusty tiresome ways <br />Where never a leaf or blossom grows. <br />And in the darkness, all the while, <br />The little seed its heart uncurled, <br />And we by many a weary mile <br />Travelled towards it, round the world. <br /> <br />To the hid centre of the maze <br />At last we came, and there we found-- <br />O happy day, O day of days! <br />--Twin seed-leaves breaking holy ground. <br />We dropped life's joys, a garnered sheaf, <br />And spell-bound watched, still hour by hour, <br />Magic on magic, leaf by leaf, <br />The unfolding of our love's white flower.<br /><br />Edith Nesbit<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-magic-flower-2/
