A seed tumbled
into a rocky grave
and disappeared.
But the murky tomb
was a womb disguised
Nourished by love
the seed took root
and reached for the light.
Embraced and sheltered
by the Rock that birthed it
the seedling developed,
matured, flourished,
and became a reflection
of the Creator's love.
2 comments:
I like! Great photos and reflection.
Thanks, Bea!
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