The soothing Sunday thoughts: I refuse to go with the flow
To sit in the backyard and watch everything growing,
To see how blooms come up and how tomatoes get red.
Do you have time for that?
I refuse to be caught up in the trap of the endless rushing.
I simply refuse to burn out myself chasing a mystery.
Must haves and must dos, must sees and must becomes:
It’s a lost competition for me.
I have to be part of the growing:
To watch children growing,
To see the garden growing,
To witness myself growing old and then older.
And growing becomes a part of me.
The greens of the backyard: are they ever soothing!
Plants have no growing concerns and no fear from their fate.
The greens: such a miraculous, endlessly calming quietness!
This must be the secret of growing:
At our own pace, at our own terms.
At the end, we all become ancient cities:
Lost somewhere deep under happily growing greens.
Somebody will be watching this growing.
Who knows whether they realize
How many hidden treasures are underneath?