Seed planted and growing slowly.

Stunted plant arises,
like a sleeper out of bed.

The sleeper has awoken
but not at her full power.

The oh-so-long way up has drained her
and she begins to wilt.

Roots scour the surface and dig deep into the mother.
Searching for the precious life she can smell, not see.

Puddle of clear, crisp water passed by for small pool,
black and contaminated by sweet, sweet sin.

Drooping now, parched roots sink, sink, sink and drink of the nectar.

Pool vanishes but ah!
It is in her now and singing through green plant veins.

Plant stands tall but bloom takes over.

Unfolding, unfurling, and there!
Naked red bloom with black veins and unashamed.