Such In The Nature Of Love 

Even the hardiest seed will spoil
Sewn into infertile, shallow soil
Placed in a cup on a window sill
Shoots getting hotter and hotter still
Ill tended, unwatered and left to die;
Such in the nature of love was I.

Deep in the darkness of forest shade
Seldom a sapling can bear one blade
Starving for water, for light and food
These eked away by the neighborhood
Where desperate dealings alone apply;
Such in the nature of love was I.

Forests axed open, a seed resewn;
Thus was I rescued by love alone
Watered and warmed with your slightest touch
Ever my aim to return as much 
And more to this vessel in which we lie;
Such in the nature of love am I.