Garden

I see you,
Trapped in a pot of earthly expectations, 
Bound in the fear and insecurity of those who love you,
Gasping to breathe free.

If I could, I would…
Place you to the middle of my garden under the open sky,
Tend gently to your roots with all of me,
Be the greenhouse in the scorching summer and the freezing winter.

And in time, 
See you take form and thrive,
Watch all the magic in you flower,
Witness an enchanted world rejoice…

Simply. Because you came into full blossom.