Saturday, July 11, 2020

Dry and parched

Opportunity to slow down & wait to see the next great living, start.  A bud, a new shoot, a baby quail, a lizard.  Perhaps, even a sunflower seed (although they are never singular).  This litany is long & wide -- thank goodness.   Let's celebrate anything and everything in the farmers market.  

1 comment:

  1. Tablet

    she goes back through
    lines fall out like flowers
    Time seems to stretch
    and rush through
    their vagabond hearts
    all delirious
    with hope