Poems are like fruits
they drop to the ground
or blush on branches
to let us know when
they are ready to be collected
Gratitude is not to let these
blessings go to waste
nature will first offer them
to more attentive others:
birds or bees or insects
Better to salvage such gifts
before they are taken back
(rotting, they return to Nature)
make a bouquet of fruits-poems
to nourish the body and spirit.
