Saturday Morning Urban Farm Back Yard Sanctuary

I, Fairy, 

In early garden  

Breezy sparkling air and dwarfed by high Delphinium. 

The smells! 

Hello Tomatoes!
 

Honey Bee tipped upside down 

Prayerfully explores Lupine's dimpled centre -

Designer rust and black 

White background with pale 

Mists of pink and green. 

Soft whooshes of stately cousin Raven's wings

Propel him to his solitary mission in the high rocks

Where he laughs at

Tiny human follies,

Clucks biblical advice to their deafened ears:

Do not hesitate to love Yourself fiercely

That you may love Others. 

Hummingbird buzzes by and perches

On fat plastic rung – who has 

Seen a humming still?  Ever?

Communal colors under blue 

Big sky assaulted

By monotone honking Alarm!

Bubble punctured...

Then whiffs of Diesel from neighboring Truck

In lieu of Sage and Clover!

I watch my diligent Bee sister for inspiration:

Move closer to flowers. 

This quaint Montana town is

Crowded.

Ma Nature spoils us with real

With space with green growth

With healing peace.

Hummer nods goodbye and teleports to nearby Woods. 

Dirt Biker does the same. 

Wild Roses and Pine

Reign again, a minute..

  July 2019