In only the way
the cool light can
Instead of the red, orange, green
The white, yellow, and beige reign
All of these plants are quiet
Radiate softly
Graceful
Always present
Breathing
Being
Home to many
Largely ignored
They are in our way.. not bending to our will
Their voices are unheard
We do not sit still
Too fast for me
Soaking up beauty
Peace and comfort
I observe it's resilience
Appearing in scratches in pavement
The thick naked brush
Untangled
Crossed over each branch with purpose
Intention
But stiff
Inflexible and unyielding
Unlike twisting vines
Wrapping around and around
Easy to bend, flex, transition
Clinging to everything that stands still long enough
Leaves falling off
Exposing the movement of the plants
While the long grass sway in individually
But in isolated groups
Unlike waves
Like disturbed bodies of water
A rippling effect
It has a continuous rhythmic calming effect all the same
DuRussel 2024
