The Unfolding

like countless
little buds
that dot
the vast field,
we wait
in silent longing,
for the first drops
of morning dew, and
the first ray of light
to give us our hue;
to touch
each one
with their magic wand,
as we awaken
to a fresh, new morn,
where every petal
slowly unfolding,
speaks a story
of Life and living,
a flowering
of the soul's calling,
breaking free and dancing
to celebrate Living!