God of life

It is quite a thing to give life,
To have it live and move and
Grow beneath your skin, a
Hidden treasure within and
All that supports that life
Becomes a symbol of that
Life-giving time, not just
A waste to be thrown away,
Done with in a moment
Because it is all connected
To creating these words,
Creating play and ideas,
A springing up from ground
Flowering into the world
With all its beauty and
Delicacy, showing mercy and
Grace within the folds of its
Petals because it has known
The dark ground from which
It has sprung and lives in light