Love is like a mustard seed. It looks so little, yet it grows out to become the bigest of all forest trees.

I’ve seen a tree grow so pleasantly.
I watched it grow so tenderly.
Reaching the top most of the skies.
It was such a wonderful sight.
So marvelous to the eyes.
B/4 me it was like a tender shoot.
Growing up from its roots.
Now it have all Blossomed.
Sprouting out flowers every hour.
With its fragrance spread everywhere.
Calling out to the Beetles, Bees, n, Birds.
To all nectar sucking Breeds.
I am the bed where lovebirds nest and copulate. 
 Where they lay their eggs and incubate.
They swoop down the shores of the rivers, n,
Fly up the streams.
Like the kingfisher ever ready to make a dive, n,
Lay hold of its prey.
You are now caught up in this love web. —

For I am that tree.
I am the tree of love.

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