Come What May

A seed was sown one day,
Few years later,
Today there stands a tree.
From all the worldly affairs,
Its absolutely free.
Bound to earth,
Through its roots,
Blessed with sweet fruits.
These are the result of love,
Love between tree and roots,
Love doesn't hurt,
Expectations do,
Misunderstandings do.
Love doesn't hurt,
Separation hurts.
Some years from now,
When this tree will grow old,
It will be cut,
That's when love will hurt.
Those wood cutters,
Will create this separation,
In this love,
Full of joy and elation.
True lovers will part away,
But true love never dies,
One day they will come together,
Come what may..!!!