Gifts of the Spontaneous

Gifts of the Spontaneous

By Taylor Robers

By bird you flew,

You flew above farm field

ds,

Above rows upon rows of houses

Above manicured, chemical green lawns Where every square inch is planned, fretted over

Planted by bird, you saw opportunity, Opportunity in a square patch of landscaping rock

Sprouting from seed, you wiggled your way through rock, You quickly grew towards the light of sun

Although your stalk is rather prickly, your white flowers bloom invitingly

Bees of many species cuddle flower’s anthers, Collecting pollen to pay forward elsewhere like fairy dust

After bees’ visit, you feel inspired, You make homemade gifts to share

Wonderful, glistening red berries, Not too tart, yet not too sweet, The curator of the lawn welcomes your gifts, As do the birds, and whoever else

They’re thankful, yet they don’t realize that this gift you shared freely...

is a piece of you

and so, by bird you fly again.

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