The Gift of Life
She found you hiding in a shriveled leaf
quaking.
Tender fingers coaxed you to be brave.
Tenderly she placed you
amongst the softest down.
The beginning of life
miracle incubating in a shell
dancing through the warmed soil.
Nature's seamstress wove
through the silent night,
stitch upon stitch
threading a brooch
of crystal pearls.
Where do you tread
with your velvet padded feet?
Roses Crimson with
morning dew
melting
through crystallized velvet.
Quiet hidden gifts to be found everywhere. Simply lovely!
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