Blooming in Your Hands
Closed to love
Closed to trust
Tightly gathered into myself
Until you found me
Closed to trust
Tightly gathered into myself
Until you found me
You separated the petals of my pain
Slowly, gently, patiently
With nimble fingers and murmured words
Each opaque layer peeled softly away
And buried in a deep earthy bed of love
To bloom again and again.
