it has to do with what we put out there
it has to do with what, sometimes, comes back
sometimes the gifts are immediate, a thank you, praise, a smile
sometimes the gifts are a long time coming, like the joke you get a week after the party, or the realization, slowly or suddenly or almost too quietly to hear that time has passed, things need tending, there is a garden waiting.
yes I see weeds, i’ve seen weeds for months and months and months…but my slow realization, my soul realization is that the weeds ARE the garden this year
this tangled mess
this wild grapevine reaching across the sidewalk toward the street, toward the river
