First Seed Ripening - Katie Noonan, Stephen Magnusson, Zac Hurren

The white bauhinia in the spring

Whose branches swell and stream with bloom

Holds all the good world blossoming

As promise of the fruit to come

She whose body swells in bloom

As laden as the trees of spring

Smiles with the knowledge that her womb

Contains the first seed ripening

Lullaby baby lie all lovely

Move in sloping arms of sleep

You are form where calm moved freely

Fact where all before was hope

And when she lies with him at night

He touches her body in awe

The joy that swells to make her great

Cannot be told, may not be shared

Although she lies so close to him

That he might touch the springs he knows

He who planted the white tree

May only watch how rich it grows

Lullaby baby lie all lovely

Move in sloping arms of sleep

You are form where calm moved freely

Fact where all before was hope

Something more than one another

That all people wish together

All is small and great and simple

All is too vast to keep

The flowers toss and splash in light

The cup, the essence of all springs

She moves in the same delight

And in her smile vast knowledge sings