Saturday, July 7, 2012

Dry Faith

drought burns on
the grass dries and crunches
no need to mow
what isn't growing
and seems dead

but underneath
the roots wait
matted and conserved
ready to rocket their
greenness straight up 
when rain comes again
so resilient and patient
in their nearness
to the source

at the slightest 
provocation they'll
raise their heads and riot
the chore of mowing
will be an offering
to the god of plenty 
and regrowth

1 comment:

Dave Flora said...

Since I'll be doing the mowing, I suppose that makes me the priest...