Love’s not cursory

It can prize endearing faults

And fail perfection

We must search our hearts

For an undiscovered song

And learn to sing it

Greed casts a shadow

Made wide by the glare of pride

Where no seed can grow

Who needs a party

When flowers are the friends

Adorning the day

Life will find its way

Over obstacles and time

Back to the ocean

Those that are wordless

The tree, the cloud, and this rock

Have stories to tell

Who gets to decide,

When you are blooming and green,

That you are a weed?

In the subjunctive

Desires and doubts conspire

Past shaped by present

One who lives the most

Makes the living look easy

Humor strength and grace