Syncing and bonding the essence of harvest,

feeling secure enough to grow, with a blanket of earth.

Possession of nutrients, using what you need;

Patiently waiting to receive your beautiful birth.

Accepting the act of hydration and consuming my life source,

my time, sweat and attention, embedded inside you.

Absorbing and growing until you burst.

Continuing the cycle to receive the best harvest,

time consuming, but the harvest is worth the wait.

Knowing that I can’t do this by myself, I ask for help.

The Son is that great entity that hold my fate.

Need the light of the Son, please shine on her.