People have Pollen and Flowers have Friends -

We exist within nature, learning and growing every day,

Our lifes pollen is love and caring, sharing every way,

With intertwined roots, and flowering fruits on the vine,

My pollen becomes yours, your pollen becomes mine.  

People have Pollen and Flowers have Friends,

We live on forever, we live on again.

 

Our pollen flies, on lifes swirling wind and stormclouds,

And falls down upon us all, with lightning and thunder loud,

As we pollinate each other, over and over again, in the rain,

Life sprouts and starts, life wilts and ends, evolving not in vain. 

People have Pollen and Flowers have Friends,

We live on forever, we live on again.  

When lifes season is gone, the memories of us, lives forever on,

Because we become one another, our pollen of love, has not gone,

Theres a sacred garden, where we all exist, and grow in the end,

The garden where we will be, is here in time, forever to again spend.

People have Pollen and Flowers have Friends,

We live on forever, we live on again.

 

D.M. Beebe