like a flower
blossoms
from a small sprout
lifting and
opening its face
to the sun
so too
do we
lift our faces
open our hearts
to someone
who shines a light
in our darkness
and touches
our soul
blossoms
from a small sprout
lifting and
opening its face
to the sun
so too
do we
lift our faces
open our hearts
to someone
who shines a light
in our darkness
and touches
our soul