
My chilli has sprung:
she held her breath all winter,
now her leaves exhale.

My chilli has sprung:
she held her breath all winter,
now her leaves exhale.

Glowing from within,
white daisy in the darkness;
heart full of happy.

Pretty flowers die
as tiny bean pods emerge—
spring has done its job.

A magnetic pull:
attracts bees, human beings;
nature’s symmetry.

Gap between the fence,
enough for sunlight to find
a determined seed.