If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.-—Joseph Campbell

Life Cycles

The Seven Of

Under a sky the
color of pea soup
she is looking at her work growing away there
thickly like grapevines or pole beans
as things grow in the real world,
slowly enough.
If you tend them properly, if you mulch, if you water,
you provide birds that eat insects a home and winter food,
if the sun shines
and you pick off caterpillars,
if the praying mantis comes and the ladybugs
and the bees,
then the plants flourish, but at their own internal
Connections are made slowly,
sometimes they grow underground.
You cannot tell always by looking what is
More than half the tree is spread out in the soil under your
Penetrate quietly as the earthworm that blows no trumpet.
persistently as the creeper that brings down the tree.
Spread like the squash
plant that overruns the garden.
Gnaw in the dark and use the sun to make
Weave real connections,
create real nodes, build real houses.
Live a life you can endure: Make love
that is loving.
Keep tangling and interweaving and taking more in,
thicket and bramble wilderness to the outside but to us
interconnected with
rabbit runs and burrows and lairs.
Live as if you liked
yourself, and it may happen:
reach out, keep reaching out, keep bringing
This is how we are going to live for a long time: not always,
every gardener knows that after the digging, after
the planting,
after the
long season of tending and growth, the harvest comes.
~ Marge Piercy

Comments on: "Life Cycles" (3)

  1. A harvest of words….

  2. June Dowis said:

    simply beautiful…thank you

  3. Helps to know the image you have used though: Rider Waite, I presume ( or one of its clones).

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