Creation Speaks

Inside dry bricks and walls of steel
Sit windows framed with wood,
The dulling drone 
Of fluorescent bulbs
Have made the structure “good.”
The exactness 
Of grey slatted blinds,
Obscure the world outside;
Wild frequencies are rumbling
Through earth—
Creation sighs…

Delilah

As a tiny, uprooted redwood sapling, I was brought to this city of refuge in the hands of the Master Gardener. In my previous environment, I'd had many near-misses with death because the person I had been gifted to hadn't seen my value. My worth. I was only an