The New Green



Earth worships Green –

Bows beneath leafy canopies

To the fountain of youth,

Sings praises to virility and supple strength

In cathedrals fashioned by fads.

But after life killed her chlorophyll,

Her true beauty bloomed;

Wisdom and resilience have proven

Gold to be the new green.


Grassroots Growth


Brittle hands emptied out,

crisp-crackled in the dying places,

freeze-dried from the endlessness of

to-do lists, the heaped up inadequacies of fertilizing

failures, fold in prayer, the cry of a surrender which

knows its own hollowness at last. And where

empty meets Full, the

green can begin, grassroots growth.