A Man and a Flower

very short, abridged, edited, small version. There was a cave, deep within the hills Of St Francis A seedling traveled by the black crow And was dropped on the wings of a dove Only to tumble tumble, down, earthenly bound The journey of life only begun The seedling now blown by the winds of time Fell beneath the earth itself Into a cavern, unseen, in sleep The earth hugged this seedling A daughter of the Gods There was no sun to caress her growth Hidden deep, a small miracle bloomed Into a flower as pretty as the loveliest of handmaidens Dressed in sapphires, pearls and the finest of silks Heaven itself, unto earth, in a cave unseen A man, a simple man they said, shepherding his animals He spoke no words, from birth till now And thus was called the village fool A rainy day, and one lost of his flock Brought him to the hillside crevice And down he went, to explore his soul The darkness wrapped him in comfort A voice he heard with a start And a dim cast glow, even deeper still Who goes there? He thought, no spoken words The flower, heard, and spoke the same silence It is I, a flower, all alone and trapped below Banished, from the grace of gods beauty above And so began, what same may say, a love story A man found a friend in this glorious bloom And the flower, so enjoyed to be seen I am not of beauty, the flower wept No sun to make my petals sweet The man, bent, and smelled the fragrance deep You are truly the most beautiful of flowers For to me you speak! He kissed her petals and she touched his soul And daily, their ritual of love did grow The dance of life, they did share Till one day, clouds of despair Rains tumbled from the skies, to down below Drowning out sorrows, for we all do know The darkness of the cave soon will win Life must end for the new to begin They where old and happy and entwined in life And sad to depart as anyone would They left their seeds, sure that wisdom stood Life to replenish heavens gains That flood that was, well miracles did grow From the seeds that past loves surely did sew And beautiful flowers, plentiful did bloom The cycle of life, once again did create They flourished without the heat of sun Waiting for love, for they could not run Heavenly gods from above did see Beyond the darkness of the caves below The dark ages of life, will fall at last And all the flowers, beauty and gold Were brought above, elegant colors displayed so bold The flowers found love, the stars did shine A man and his flower forever enshrined.