The Neglectful Art of Creation
All unknowingly we cultivate,
create wild flowers and garden escapes
from all those restless hours
of an ambiguous life.
Tomorrow happens,
it picks up our discarded clothes
dresses sloppily
shuffles into a daylight
visible only to hermit crabs
and night-wounded owls.
And yet the uncreated creates
green thumbs sprout forests
from the soil under
our scrabbling nails.
We are brilliant today,
we shine within a crystal clear
glass of new wine,
bring forth tangled gardens
clear land, till and sow
all oblivious
as we lay idle
wondering what next?
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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