seed smacked open
the invasive myna bird overhead
insistently, obsessively, instinctively
pecks at the hanging green seed pod
in the tree above until a stem snap
drops it with a smack on the pooldeck
the essential last act that cracks it open
green skin gives way to raw yellow insides
offering up the focal/functional point of the seed
fanned on all sides by split circle shards,
the seed center speaks only in spiral
drawing one inward, hypnotized and lulled
until resigned & ready to do nature’s bidding
world-wowed
feeling like crushed flower on concrete…
i was nourished and blooming on a tropical island
petals warmed and vines curious and healthy
then the wind delivered me across oceans
and deposited on a lover’s doorstep
i was taken in and cared for
acclimated to new surroundings
began to sprout new, stronger root systems
but eventually i was transplanted yet again
to a colder winter city climate
disoriented and without direction…
must get grounded, begin to reflect
much data & stimulus to catalog & share
stay tuned…
