Roots
watch with me for the coltsfoot bloom
early in the spring
golden harbinger of sun
before the freezing weather leaves
seek out frail spring beauties
softly pink and white
like snow blushing on warming ground
inhale their sweetness
step carefully around wild fragile lives
search with me in dry dead leaves
for larkspur, phlox, trout lilies
break the stem of bloodroot
see the red blood spill
on white waxy blooms
wait for the flame of red fire pink
look under green velvet leaves
for hidden wild ginger bloom
glory in hillsides clothed in trillium
white, pink, and red
love this place
love it like I do
dig your feet into dark damp earth
grow roots
stay
there's still so much to know
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