Seeds

From the bosom of a tyrant Comes the gentlest of newborn babes; After the cruelest of winter storms Comes the mildest of spring days. And so it goes And so you are A seed of unknown origin – Son, you must have travelled far Into a sea of corruption Goes forth an honest man; Beneath a ceiling of oppression, A woman tries to make her stand. And so it goes And so you are A seed of unknown origin – Dear, you must have travelled far Who knows how the ugly duck Begets the splendorous swan? Nature sires its own redemption Like the shiny package of dawn. From the father of awful bitterness Sprouts the child of infinite sweetness; Children rise up from the Inferno Out of which they make a Heaven. And so it goes But here you are A seed of unknown origin – Love, you must have travelled far.