Plant Song

If you want to spread far,
root deeply.
The peony opens in stillness.
There is no seeking.

Sun and rain arrive, gift-bearers.
Begonias overflow,
adoring shade all summer long.

They do not gaze with envy
at the beam-lit golden poppy.
Blossoms of forget-me-not
weigh their own beauty,

bowing each
to earth
in a sea of electric blue.
One breeze caresses
petals of every kind,

whispering to the smallest
flowering weed,

"Be incomparable!"

Not striving is a practice
of great power.

This is how love descends
into a heart where the stamen
and pistil already twist.
You need to meet yourself first,
then take a lover.

Photo from Wedding In A Teacup

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