The Family Tree

A conversation forms the start

Of two separate beings, two souls, two minds,

Probing for knowlege of each other's hearts,

Looking for bridges of compatibility,

To spark into love that binds

And unites them for eternity.

 

That love ignites itself to seed

And like the constellations of the stars

Explodes like fire, wild and freed

Into planes of endless generations.

So grows a family tree which starts

And seeds from just one conversation.

 

John de Souza 28/07/2015

 

Done