something comes from living the uprooted life: knowing

that seed will settle and grow
with time
rain comes and
sun shines after welkin drapes.

try to believe it – though you are in
a fog.
don’t despair.
your heart will dry before it buds:
it is the law of nature. hush, you know
it’s true.



let it come upon you – as it has come upon others, me.
duly decompose.
there’s no resisting what time will do –
stubborn as it is.

and when you think you’re destined for the humus pile
surprise yourself
and see

how beautiful you bloom.