the un-thought of
buried a seed,
deep in nothing
time sprout a life
to reach into the unknowing
dark grime and essence of life
absorbent of it's environment
growing learning seeking
stronger
and larger
gripping its place in life
swelling in its offerings
sprouting into the world
punching a hole
into existence
rising from the earth
reaching for warmth
and reception
blown by critical wind
dodging imprintation
from the wake of the passer by
enduring sun and rain
drought, flood and time
growing reaching budding
till a bloom blossoms
a piece of natural Art
in hopes of one ... perhaps one
may smell of it's aroma
and dabble in it's essence
to pollinate inspiration
a moment of beauty
to relish in one moment
whats been for some time
the natural urge to produce
recognition in a burst
the blooming!