Fertility.
Beneath the dark earth
and out of sight
the pod breathes and stirs
at feel of life.
A blind cocoon yearns
for tight inside
to swell, birth and burst
upward to light.
Secured in moist soil
nature unfolds,
impregnates root-coil
for germ to grow.
A pregnant seed\'s oil
aids it at slow
pace so not to spoil
blossoming show.
Flora\'s ultimate glow
starts by mute joy
of ripened seed sown
with ready loins.
Let us keep the flow
of fertile soil.