Awaiting, expecting, yet surprised still
In her mind a human, instead an angel appeared
Blinding beauty he acquires,
He delivered the seeds from heaven
They were supposed to be grown in an unknown forest
She almost grasped them,
But she was shivering, confused and petrified,
She dropped them all off the cemented ground.
Stems, roots, leaves seemed to be growing in her head
They were all entangled, her head wanted to explode
Why did she waste the seeds from heaven?
Why didn’t she let herself submit to the God-sent angel?
Why did she drop all of them?
When she prayed hard for them the night before?