Mustard Seed By Gio Masserati Poem by Gio Masserati

Mustard Seed

This love that I'm talkin
can't be found in a sonnet
won't find in a carton
of nature's blue bonnet

this love you won't see
it's a hint to fairly visible
in fact it's mostly spiritual
with that said, it's invisible

to those lacking holy eyes
a wisdom from heavenly skies
you may see it if it's there
if spiritual eyes you wear
though rare

If you sow, look really close
one might see with naked eye
the planted growth of a mustard seed
planted in rich soil sown deep on high


among white doves in painted sky
throes life rhyming on the fly
gliding in air with my guy
ecstatically up so high
this love so free so free to fly
making all the angels cry
this love will never die
soaring way up high
fly with me love fly



fly with me lover boy fly