Poem from The Color Series: Green

 

Each of us begin this life
As dry and wrinkled seed,
Drawing water from the Earth
And on the light we feed.

Holiest of mysteries -
This force that flows through us.
Inscribed on our histories
In poison, mold, and pus.

Oh fruitful Aphrodite,
Who blooms through our decay -
Both pliable and mighty,
Please fertilize our way.

Help us serve our living vine,
Go forth and do green things.
See our vessel as our shrine
And claim our right as Kings!

For this hidden chemistry
Of lush and fertile growth
Is more than viriditas -
But fruit of all our hope.

-Amber JoAnn