NaPoWriMo's prompt today looks like way too much work so I'm going the light and fluffy route and I don't even care!
A Non-Gardiner's Garden Meditation
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it's been three days
since I hurt my hands
but healed my soul in the yard
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flower beds I thought done-for —two years since last we spoke— are greening up already |
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the one tulip the deer missed raises its head in disbelief considers its options |
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a little rain, a little sun,
clouds speeding overhead
as if they had somewhere to go
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I'm grateful for the greens
of maple, larch, and aspen,
for the world just as it is
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2 comments:
Exactly.
Yes!
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