Cultivation

i see within me

an expression of energy,

mica milled

beneath my soles,

pulverized fertility

easily transparent

to famished roots.

.

i tap the stone,

reveling in

apparent apertures,

light streaming

where furrows deepen.

the dried loam crumbles,

fingertip feathering,

and i sink into you,

seed in warm soil.

.

© M.G. Iannucci 2017
Photo: Garden (Monet, 1881)

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