Day 862, absorbed.
Waiting for the ground
absorbing time, decisions
and giving it back.
Day 858, another day.
Preparing the day
for another trail of sweets
and bringing it home.
Day 857, stuck.
Holding on to tight
On a narrow path nowhere
protecting a clue.
Day 856, fly.
Looking to who you
reflect multifaceted
smell test and tasted.
Day 855, blue.
Upwards to gather
light that pulls up to the blue
where seeds can disperse.
Day 851, to sleep.
A shell to preserve
when the light is retreating
and the bees do sleep.
Day 850, sunlight.
A stem between earth
the fleeing warmth of a star
a bearer of life.
Day 849, seed.
