| The Seed They had planted a seed. Powerful and yet so volatile feelings where dominating their beings. They still had to sacrifice on the altar together. As one warrior nurtured the other with admiration and strength, deep inside, they knew that there where distant lands to be conquered. Some had already been visited and some where completely unknown to them. The sixth sense, the acquired knowledge and the inner feelings where the only safe guides throughout these fields where the mines are wisely set. These lonely souls longed for someone that they could feel, touch and share their deepest feelings. They had known all the while that this person was out there waiting for them. Now was the time to bring forth the lost trust in the force that had guided them in earlier years. So many times they had gone back and forth from doubting and trusting it. Now it was their only safe guide along the way. Had the previous wars made them stronger warriors or simply tired soldiers? Battles that create the eternal bonds of complicity, understanding, respect and friendship still stood ahead of them. Fear of disappointment entered their souls for they knew that winning this war was for the strong. They knew that the prize for the winner was fulfillment, happiness and love, therefore the urge in their souls was so powerful. They had planted the seed and they could water it. This small seed that has in its intrinsic being a universe of choices could become a strong tree that stands outside throughout the seasons, growing, blooming, loosing its leaves but never really dying. It could also become a bamboo that bends to the wind but never breaks, or it could simply bloom like a flower that brings happiness and dies leaving memories behind. Yes, they had planted the seed that could be THE SEED OF LOVE |
| by Silvia lucia Boer |