~
Gardening ~
Last
year’s leaves, old worries
Are
lifted off her chest,
I
pile them up and burn them,
The
flames are high.
She
moves, awakening,
Stirring
a thousand of fragrances
That
make my head spin.
The
cardinal on the gray fence
Is
so bright, I have to shield my eyes.
Life
is good.
Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur
Image credit:
http://www.easttennesseewildflowers.com/gallery/view_album.php?set_albumName=birds
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