A gardener’s sigh

So small, so symbolic
So much resides inside
The sown seed
Concealed in its neonatal
A thin haze of earth
Obscures my gaze to roots
Divining water. The casing
Swells, cracks, is castaway.

Shoots appear.
Each a gardener’s sigh
Now bent upon the sky.

© laurabloomsbury @ PoetryPix