by In All Our Years
The soil does not question the desires of the roots, but allows them to grow.
She holds water and food for the growing plant,
and does not ask for anything in return.
The roots embrace her slowly,
strongly and lovingly-
The plant blossoms and gives the beauty of their collaboration to us all-
We marvel in their life, so beautiful we see,
as we ponder our own,
as we love each other as they do.
Until one day,
when the plant’s life is spent and time above due,
withers in the waning sunlight and drops to the ground,
kissing, every so softly,
the soil below,
thanking her for the journey above.
Together again they grow-
The soil does not question the desires of the roots,
but simply is there to love them.