Teacher of love...a broken heart is.
In love-to swallow an unknown seed, a seemingly harmless seed...a seed of pain and yet love the good of the whole in which an unknown seed grows.
No regrets, just swallow...without judgment and know by observation the growth of seed, the birthplace of discretion.
...and know with gratitude, that thy own seed planted in the heart of thy lover may birth forgiveness...that one may create the reality of an even greater love.
