Inside my tomato seedlings!

I keep finding poems that speak so clearly to me right now - and i mean loud and clear! here's the latest one!


Lots of sorrow and a little joy.
Lots of joy and only a bit
Of sorrow.
Who can know
The formula beforehand?

We don't get to watch
While it's mixed. No one tells us
What's in it.
We lift it
To our lips - azure elixir
That burns our throats to crystal.

~ Gregory Orr ~

A day of house stuff.

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