To sprout and bloom in the Lord

This world –
which exists before it is,
in the cross of rear-view mirrors,
where time flows through space
and space ripens in time –
awaits the seeds of its flowers:
the negative of a certain positive
that could cover the cross of all other seeds,
trapped in the bags of their own negative,
so that it might sprout and bloom in the Lord,
and not wither like the cut flowers of the Sistine Chapel,
without seeds.