The fountain beckons:
come let me be a balm
for your aching body
your itchy nose
your weary soul
and though my legs are unwilling
my soul wins the fight
and carries me out
as if in a dream
to sit and listen
to the constant fall of the fountain
amazing how the sound of water
can be so soothing, so peaceful
a reminder of life in the womb, I suppose
like the steady swish of blood
through the arteries
a prenatal lullaby
and I think about how the garden itself
is like a womb of sorts
for the plants that live here
safe and sound
as they are sung to sleep by the water
as they wait to be born
tiny buds promising
new life
The first leaves are already unfurling
and today there is ivy
on yesterday's bare wall
the maple and magnolia have fresh offerings too
and the perfumed angel trumpets
(putting Chanel no.5 to shame)
call forth the spring
making all the allergies
worth it, in a way
like the pain of childbirth
or making it through middle school
things are sometimes worse
before they get better
And they will get better
the hummingbird has promised me
with the whisper of his wings
as he hovers overhead
pausing between sips of the night-cooled nectar
to make sure I am paying attention
he shows off by flipping upside down
to drink from the pink Chinese lanterns
or maybe he is trying to cure
a bad case of the hiccups
either way, it is impressive
and the smile that has formed on my lips
against their will
must mean I believe his promise
Friday, March 12, 2010
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Give that bird a magic nickel :)
ReplyDeleteYep, our gardens are the bestest.