Nature teaches nothing is lost.
Spread between rows of beans,
last year’s rusty leaves tamp down weeds.
Coffee grounds and banana peels
foster rose blooms. Bread crumbs
scattered for birds become song.
Leftovers offered to chickens come back
as eggs, yolks sunrise orange.
Broccoli stems and bruised apples
fed to cows return as milk steaming in the pail,
as patties steaming in the pasture.
Surely our shame and sorrow
composted by years
into something generative as wisdom.
Posted by kind permission of the poet.
In gratitude to K & G Stop moving. Stand in one place – this place….
I wanted to feel stillness so I went for a walk, watched the cobblestones pass…
Sometimes it just stuns you like an arrow flung from some angel’s wing. Sometimes it…
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