By Arnout Louis M Gielen
Many springs came to be
In the vibrant, overflowing tree
Born in soil with nourishing depth
Exuberance was a quality that was kept
Fellow saplings twigged differently
Showing what it can be like to be
Grasping at life through opaque darkness and blinding light
Duality didn't give birth to fright
Seeing warmth in silent waters
A dexterously diligent stream came to be
Very close to this beautiful growing tree
The stream, fertilizing the ever-changing soil of bliss
Allowing for roots that could support a variety of what is
Blossoming yellow and bright
Motherhood took flight
Churning winds and exasperating storms
Waving and twisting her very stem to adapt
Offering shade and sunlight to enrapt
Branching and leafing in the tenderest of greens
Seeing her fruits ripen, she stands tall
Turning animosity into amicability, in favour of all
The number of springs matters little for a tree that is nourished with good soil, a flowing stream, and that is blessed with ripe fruits that are taking root
The soil will continue to be fed by the life you attract
The stream will continue to flow diligently through the stability of your love
Life will continue to grow and prosper by your cooling embrace of warmth
All there is to do is be
Thank you, vibrant, overflowing tree