today I planted

a seedling

in

the hole that is you

in my garden

I don’t own the seedling

I’m just one of the team who will be tending to it

and as I sat back on the ground

legs crossed

looking at the tender shoot

its small bright green leaves

dancing in the breeze

I knew there will be many storms it will weather

emotions cause us all to bounce, sometimes even wildly

many droughts

times there will be found no one who really understands

harsh burning heat

everything seems to just melt away into meaningless

bitter cold

loneliness that seems to eat away at the very soul

but always

the strength of the stem

insisting on life

forcing it through to the very outer edges of every cell

encouraging

even

demanding

growth

second by second by

day by day by

season by

years

hope

and

though I know a time will come

when the plant that develops

will be moved to its own garden

where I might not anymore be part of the team that tends to it

today

I smiled

Because

today

the colour of hope

again

filled the hole that is you

In the garden of my heart.