Seeds take root-- leaves begin to sprout and flatten eagerly in the sun, taking in the warmth of its story

Leaves rest in perfect silence

being, listening

A miniscule bud peeks through the wisdom of the leaves, and with slow, patient, seductive time, opens thirsting petals

The sun strikes on knowledge innate

listening, questioning

Greenery rises and falls, sprouts and withers, swayed by the creeping seasons, by what the sun allows

Rain drenches petals but nourishes roots

questioning, yearning

Betrothed to the cycle, the garden joins itself with what has been, what is and what will be, refuses the stink-rot of stagnancy

The sun, She seeks change, too

yearning, knowing

The poet is of the Earth and Sky, interwoven, formed within the space that lies between the line; employed to enchant, enlighten, entomb

The poet: rooted vessel for perspective

knowing, being