The seeds are in the Pot.
They will grow more each day with sun and water.
The Sweethearts will rise from the soil via Spain.
In the pot from Barcelona.
With the soul from Turkey..
A soul that lives and breathes across the oceans.
Ready for the moment. Every moment.
Ready for air. For breath. For life.
A sweet fragrance they give.
Stars shining from their petals.
Their time will come.
The flowers are in the Pot.
