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🪶
