I Know You're Aching Like A Seed Poem by Mark Heathcote

I know you're aching like a seed, ready to burst.
I know inside of you there is a universe
ready to explode and turn your heart to kindling,
Oh, and I'm the spark going to light up your heart.
But not until we've weathered the sun and rain, the storm.
But not until the leaves in the fall leave this earth.
And are sucked up by the mud, the silt of love.
A seed ready to burst, a seed about to explode
to explore what is already too much.
An inner, meaningful poem It's a headlight blinding
Ooh, a heavenly body singing
Keeping a good rhythm, a saint or sinner is all the same.
But a seed is what began
And it's the only thing to germinate.
That goes on to succeed and feed my soul whatever I be.