I am the dream so many seek,
Yet my seed lies deep in the heart;
And while my fruit is most desired,
To grow, it requires a start.
The warmth of passion is my sun,
Every affection – a gentle rain;
Communication keeps me strong
And “trust” is my middle name.
I am soft, yet steadfast as steel;
I am loyal, faithful, and true.
You’ve only to feed my implanted seed
And I’ll always reside in you.
I can help you fight off depression,
Just reach out and take my hand.
And if it is fear that brings you down,
Tis I who will help you stand.
But there is no way I’ll survive alone,
Gathering dust upon a shelf,
You have to “give” for me to live...
Placing others above yourself.
My beauty is everlasting,
I am strongest once I have grown,
Conquering mountain-like obstacles
Like a flower thus shatters a stone.
And the treasures I am offering
Are as vast as the sky above,
I’m simply “a dream” to so many...
But you can call me “Love.”
© Brandyn Sand