Many know the use of the useful, but few
know the use of the useless. ~Chuang Tzu
A family of possums
living in an old tire,
waves of morning glories
drowning an abandoned Chevy.
Who plants flowers in a junkyard?
No one, friend.
They plant themselves.
I would rather love the smallest good
than resist the greatest evil.
A robin, too ardent for outrage,
weaves her nest from threads
of dangling moss, dead twigs.
The moth does not protest
the evening of the world.
A honeysuckle's silent trumpet
conquers the night
with a drop of dew.
What are you resisting?
Here's the revolution:
Be open to the kiss of rain,
the sun's caress.
Release the sweetness in your heart,
the fragrance of vulnerability,
and bees will return.
Make your home in an empty circle,
an old tire.
Learn to see in the dark.
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