Lessons from the grass

Alone she walked in the furred shadows
On the path everyone had forgotten
Or did not even know existed.
She longed for a shaft of sun
To illuminate her upturned face
So the world could see her shine.

From the grasses she heard the whisper
Of yellow coat-buttons like small suns
And mimosa blossoms exploding in mauve stars –
We too know the slant wise shift
Of god-light on the tops of leaves
That clutches at the heart,
The fierce anticipation of earth
Before the mad rains fall,
The sepia sadness of late afternoon.

And remember that in other worlds
Grass flowers are giants filling
The sky with our magnificence
And angels weep at our beauty.


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