Sowing Crafty Seeds, a poem

In the muck and mire 
of our suffering and despair,
hope and joy still sprout and bloom 
if they are planted there.

I offer you this simple seed
to tend and nurture, as a start.
In doing so, its bloom will fill 
the sacred garden of your heart.

As all things come, so must they go;
and when this blossom begins to fade,
there is no need for sadness! Instead,
delight in seeds that YOU have made.