Unfurl
All around the wrapped
and dappled curl,
a dazzling hum is rising.
With inner winds
that murmur green
in fingers,
fronds stir with the
arriving.
Stretched beyond themselves
they open,
whirring with exchange
on every side.
So audacious,
this molecular trust,
each action meeting reaction
open handed.
Do you wait
for permission?
It is already yours.
You are also this
momentum
spinning, in each element and photon, in
every flashing day and season,
reaching
for all things
as one.
No life loosens out of sync
or alone.
We are each of us
an opening,
a heady wind
arriving.
We are dazzling
and audacious when
unfurled.
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I really like the visual this creates as I think of my garden. I see fiddle heads greeting the spring The WOW is when you transitioned to people. I especially saw this with the seniors in High School that I’ve watch grow from freshman and soon “unfurl” to college. Thanks