a seed becomes a growing tree

The ways of the heart are mysterious walks in the park of insecurity and uncertainty, black woods with red sunbeams breaking through and turning everything purple around you. The shades of the leaves are double sided, one beautiful green; the other icy blue. The flowers grow at the foot of the trees, through the decaying leaves they stretch towards the orange light. Their petals are an array of purple, blue and pink with a yellow centre - like the sunlight breaking through the trees. In Spring the forest comes alive with flowers and little green leaves, the sun warms the little lake, soon it will be time for swimming, throw a rock in and the salamanders scatter in all directions. Summer brings heat from the white sun, naked bodies jump in and laughter echoes through the trees. Young lovers meet at midnight under the largest pine by the edge of the loch. Clothes are quickly removed with a giggle and unrestful eyes, he runs into the water and she follows warily step by step into the cold water. The clear water encapsulates their naked bodies..The way of the heart is like clear ice cold water, cold when enjoyed alone, exciting and thrilling when in company...