FREE FALL

Hearts

 

A plan is brewing in your heart!

As I would draw water from wells,

I hope to pull it out

Help make it reality.

 

A joyful heart has been my best medicine.

Your words make a fountain of life,

Your presence calms the dangerous storm.

Together….safe, and climbing.

 

If you were the stairs of the Tower –

Confidently, I would arrive at the top.

There in that Tower

We can both be safe, uplifted.

 

 

Planting a Friend

 

I picked him up out of the temporary pot

Examining long, straggling roots

Which had been so tightly pressed

How delicate they are

Reaching for more space to grow

Long and deep in some fertile spot

Surrounded now by daisies and

Multicolored purslane for a roof.

Ferns will gently fan him

The oak, an inadequate umbrella.

 

My watering will befriend him and we will become close

Talking,

Teaching,

Growing.

 

I press fresh soil gently around his greens

And feed him with that blue concoction.

But – he will really thrive when I talk to him,

Listen to him,

Prune him,

Compliment him on the flowers born,

Move him again when he has grown

Eyeing those scrambling roots

He will come to feel at home in my garden.