be but a harbour for good things,
let them rest in your deepest self
when they happen to land upon your shores
and call it home -
even if only for a little while.
//
be but soil for good things,
let the waters break you up
and make their way down to the roots,
and they will grow -
to be woven deep into your loves.
//
be but earth.
be broken up.
be thrown around.
be watered and
be warmed by heavenly light.
and good things will grow,
through no fault of your own.
//
be but earth.










