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THE GROWING LOVE
I begin to grow where love plants
The field as wide as generous sea in the night
My soul germinates when her rain falls on it
The heart develops and grasps its knowledge
Whilst makes its encoding content to be decoded
It grows like tree intending to produce a cereal
Which is sheltering by palm-leaves toiling by my effort
Not the one somebody had been watering before my arrival
I couldn't explain the meaning of my relaxing body
When its hand grabs my life like lever
As the sky above watches carefully with its brighter eyes
When it throws its roots around beneath the earth
In which there's miscomfort for earth's 'belle' but still happy with its dazzling beauty
Soon it will grow above ocean, and walk beyond wideness of sea
And I will reap what I plant
With help of world above
