an attraction to change plants seeds

the crack in a stone wall

the slip of light through a rusted key hole

the fragmented reflection in a broken mirror

the view beyond the window’s ledge

the transformation of summer spaces

what if

the grass on the front lawn retired

got buried with a gratitude farewell

wheelbarrows of soil laid the last blades to rest

curious pink worms explored cool dark mounds

beetles burrowed in and built new villages

a new lumpier landscape slowly emerged

yarrow and lavender and white sage

ferns and daisies and sunflowers

a dogwood a fig an apple a peach tree

a garden of leaves and possibilities

bees hummed and butterflies lingered

deer feasted when the red chair lay unoccupied

left behind their delicate hoof prints as thanks

colours and shapes spread out and grew tall

in the shade before sunrise I find my true place

sit still

in quiet voice read verses aloud

breathing deep and humming

one of so many tenants alive and thriving

in this bountiful messy garden🪶