Learning to see … Beauty

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This morning I noticed green tenderness
labouring up from under a clay pot
plopped down towards the dog
days of last summer

well hidden beneath the earth then
were loyal fat old souls plotting
another riotous dutch parade
despite cavernous depths
having lived there since who knows when
I removed their new burden curiously
excavating ever deeper and holding
tickley worms for the first time
oh why, I wonder, do they struggle so
selflessly, unaware of the joyful
awakening they bring to one
learning to see … Beauty