Thursday, June 14, 2018

surrender

have you ever looked
closely at the start of a sunflower
before a nubbin of flower 
even starts to appear

ten inches from the dirt and proud
leaves like arms or wings 
open and outstretched in surrender
all green and arced
bending up and out
toward light
with complete trust 
( I want to be more like you)

but I keep walking

in a deciduous sea of trees and green
a Juniper's bark
the color of rust and red clay 
gifts its primordial perfume
smoke - salt - umami earth
a fragrance like nothing else
I know of

dusty coins of eucalyptus
anxiously flutter on the wind
they beg me closer
to share some gossip
about the nosy roses 
next door

and I keep walking

oops
a slug crosses my path
and I do a little jig
to avoid a squish
thank you for starting my day
with dance, little friend

the morning air is haunted by smells
strange scents that go unnamed 
bypassing my thoughts
speaking directly to my soul

a concrete edge of sidewalk
is the closest thing to a pew
I do not kneel but 
carry on 
under the Sun that is beginning to rise
while everyone else
is still sleeping

my beautiful hairy dog friend
glistens in the day's first light
yanking on my limbs
calling on her ancient
dog ability to tear up and down hills
pulling me through woods 
making me partner of her hunt 

every walk
a tiny revelation

a lesson never learned
behind doors



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