1

The Jasmine unfurls

like the fevered dervish whose

dizzy dance is prayer.

2

I’d like to think these

south-bound parts portend a day

of righteous molting.

3

They wouldn’t stay shut,

after she passed on, so I

closed her eyes again.

1

Backlit finch in flight

reveals the structure of wings

I so wish to have.

2

Mrs. Bluebird sits

away from the nest singing

her babies to flight.

3

In a Dixie cup

by the sink a single seed

opens, roots and grows.

4

Honeybees hover

above the lavender blooms

tasting the scent first.