This gift i give

This gift I give was once a thought,
Birthed from another mum
Frozen last winter;
Rain by day and ice by night
Bent the trees into arbors, laid tropicals down.

Then in spring's slumber the sun's lungs
Rescuscitated one evening ths seedling,
And then in summer's spring
Sun stopped the rain of seasonal will,
Another mother nursed the bud with chlorophyll.

This kiss you give, this love you let
Take root in your garden,
Raised in another country
Under a foreign philosophy
With no vase, no base, no bed to call home.