How fragile and tender
that little girl yearning
Just wanting to be loved and to love.
Building beautiful cities inside her
with moats and high towers
Walled gardens behind sentinel gates.
Ferrying her love
Around a hyacinth seed,
Protecting tender shoots
from ruthless boots
And only letting so much outside.
But now! An inner unfurling!
The gates creaking open!
Her love spreading boundless and free.
Her umbrella of love is ever expanding–
Soon it will shelter the world.