At the Garden Table
It is easy to bless the tomatoes
ripening on the vine
bite-size, grape-like
and ready to burst open
in my mouth
Communion
It’s easy to bless the basil
that wafts poetic at every picking
and brush against the water can.
Collard greens
with rainbow stems, easy
potatoes, brown eyes planted
as a science experiment
sprouted purple-white blossoms
with surprising yellow centers
who knew such a lumpy
bumpy mass of starch
would be one and the same
with these delicate stem-y appendages.
It is easy to bless all
in this little garden corner:
the maiden hair fern
operatic hibiscus
Mondo grass and morning robins
a concrete Buddha
accompanied by a ceramic, moss-covered rabbit
wind chimes and hummingbirds
even the invading blackberries
challenging the ivy
for ownership of the hillside
What about blessing the old patio furniture
that survived 15 years and 5 moves
or the Terracotta mask
purchased after a year of sobriety
spider webs, neighbors cat droppings
what about the Citronella candle
that chases away mosquitoes
What about the mosquitoes?
Bless the mosquitoes and begin.
No comments:
Post a Comment