Earth Groans - Silk

My roots have made a home
Deep in the layers of loam
I have sprouted some leaves
Released my seed, I am blossoming

Frail petals clenching fragile stalk
A life so beautiful
A life so delicate

Sands through the seam of the time keeper
Have we learned how to number our days
The hands of time will transform and shape
The silk in my wings is fair

I don’t question who I’m called to be
The gardener didn’t request a fern or a tree
He chose to plant me
So I’ll bloom, and that’s what I’ll be
The very best version of me
To honor him, I won’t stop growing till its complete

I’ll bring beauty to dormancy

Transient creations
Made precious by mortality