The petals fall:
the wind twirls them toward blades
that bend and straighten,
a world off-center
It is a hatchet:
information, unwanted
It will change everything
a future unmade
And yet:
in the hollowed out, exhumed earth
a seed opens, a bloom unfolds
a brilliant reminder
Life unmakes
and remakes
in quick succession
(Photo by Debby Hudson on Unsplash)
