Fresh

In the garden bed the oleander has flowered the basil has come up and the slender vine has just come into leaf. In the garden bed even the weeds that one by one have sprouted and come along the road at the bountiful spread of wind and sun and water are guests. In the garden bed the roots are not stained with the blood of roots. The green things are green are fresh. In the garden bed in the lap of one shared handful of soil ...