I too have worked the ground / my fingers sought like roots blind determined / once
deep cut and pulled by grief / I did not stop my body’s urge / so keen for truth
I stretched full-length upon the ground to feel / the subtle arc of earth /
do you agree/ like seeds / we carry life protected
/ buried / forgotten / shoots begin / sensing light where no light comes /
their finest threads grow and thicken / in patient time lapse
/ unthought thought matures to intention /
denial to welcome
no accident happens so slowly / but / even accidents /
which injure in an instant / when projected through adrenaline / play / slow
full of grace /
in my garden / the tragic / dances with beauty / what happened / not a fate / a generous twist / reaches towards / again
/ a gyroscope of vine/ a climbing
in this manner perceive / balance /
what grows and what contains the growing