I say inspire me baby, and you did.
Inside youthful lemon, lime rotund flesh sees
Fruity love so I bring you art to taste
Universal seeds from a family of
Voids that expand, ripen
to sprout and bloom.
roots and tides
Quenched under moonlit
pathways to grow
Smug night emerald:
by leaf with bronchial veins.
Patterns to follow to ancient astrology, sacred geometry,
Divisions that are a part of a
“In this is infinity” you say.
I nod and admire the spiral.
Wonder about the arrow of time.
Trouble breeds with territory and consistency but
The cauliflower will never wager war because we’ll eat it first,
Take a leaf out of your sprout.