Testo di Flax Bloom

With soil in my hands I whispered prayers for rain I cleared the field with quiet care Pulled out roots too old to name I sowed my gestures full of hope But not all things bloom just by will alone There was too much wind Snowed out of season, too soon And still it bloomed so gently Like a flax bloom in the Sun Love is soil, and time, and tending Not every fruit is meant to feed Some crops endure, some teach an ending A harvest sown by hope, not need Love is soil, and time, and tending Not every fruit is meant to feed Some crops endure, some teach an ending A harvest sown by hope, not need Thorns and flowers grew on the same branch I watered too much, lost track of time Sometimes, it's care that causes damage Sometimes, it's leaving things behind There was too much wind Snowed out of season, too soon And still it bloomed so gently Like a flax bloom in the Sun Love is soil, and time, and tending Not every fruit is meant to feed Some crops endure, some teach an ending A harvest sown by hope, not need Love is soil, and time, and tending Not every fruit is meant to feed Some crops endure, some teach an ending A harvest sown by hope, not need Some crops endure, some teach an ending Some crops endure, some teach an ending