Week Four Poem: Be. And Be. And Be Some More

As if one ounce of well wrought effort could affect a change.

Can it open a rose?

Can it hurry the petals

As they unfurl into the dew-dropped morning?

With sheer will and determination

Can you smell the heady scent

See the blood-red velvet petals sooner?

Can you hurry it along

With careful plans and cunning acts of wisdom?

For you think you know

The way,

and how

and what to do

If only you could do it.

As if your human effort

Makes any sort of difference.

Will you miss the beauty of the bud

And the tiny miracles of opening?

Twisted up with making it so

And wishing for it to hurry.

Be.    And Be.    And Be some more

Just show up, don’t worry.

The blooming is inevitable

The rose the bearer of its glory.