Essence (Poetry)

I am the secret that swells in the dark
nurtured by mothering rain
I have my own magic that waits a warm spark
when the earth shows its colours again

Then I’ll burst from my cover into the light
and dazzle the world with my green
no longer hidden by winter’s cold night
I’ll be born in spring’s opening scene

I will shuck off my skin to reveal who I am
I’m the energy Nature has freed
a mystical symbol since Eden began
I’m the essence — the life force — the seed