Thy flower's sweet nectar lies within ,
a passion that is pleasurable to any kin.
Tasting like sweet fruit that grows in the wild ,
And cannot be compared to the smell of a new born child.
Thy passion that fuels within the flower flows everywhere
In the tree's ,within the breeze, nothing it cannot bare.
The wind carries it's leaves to a place of wonder.
Where they settle, and form a bed,
for those who would venture into that like mother earth and father
Possibly a newly wed.
Spreading thy sweet nectar , spreading thy love , to form a gentle new being
A blossoming flower, new passion unlike any other..
A new life along with older life mixed together in harmony.
This is what the passion of thy flower shall bring.
Mother Earth and Father's spirits entwine ,singing the rhythem of the spring
Bringing pleasure and joy to the souls of every being.
