Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Farewells

Praying and hoping for new growth after the clearing away.

Today I am noting
Farewells
All the things I must clear away
To make space
For new things to appear.
I clip back the clematis
For new vines to grow.
That’s an easy one:
I know what it will look like
When it comes full flower,
Full purple flower.
It’s the farewells,
The not knowing what
If anything,
Will appear in their place.
It’s the possibility of ground
Laid fallow
For a season
When I do not have so many seasons
Left
When fallow
Might be all there is.

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