Pandemonium
not as terrifying as
the stillness of a packed urn.
Pandemonium
not as terrifying as
the stillness of a packed urn.
Dedicated to Terry James Booker
A dragon’s roar can
be heard centuries after
his flame fizzled out.
What is tragedy
to you, is prosperity
to lodgepole pine.
Eucalyptus seeds
require fire to grow
do not blow them out.
Do not judge a rose
against a sequoia’s height
or ivy’s green climb
Continue to reach
upwards, outwards, beyond you
past sapling soil
If you cannot grow
through it, take your time and grow
around it, spread out.
Fauna hide their young
underneath their tangled corpses
weed and watch them bloom
Over watered roots
are subject to fungal rot
sprinkle with caution
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