“I wouldn't coax the plant if I were you. Such watchful nursing may do it harm. Let the soil rest from so much digging And wait until it's dry before you water it. The leaf's inclined to find its own direction; Give it a chance to seek the sunlight for itself. Much growth is stunted by too careful prodding, Too eager tenderness. The things we love we have to learn to leave alone.” LoveLifePoetryFlowerGardenPlantAloneSunlight Author:Naomi Long Madgett
“My trouble is I always try to save everything old clocks and calendars expired words buried in open graves But hoarded grains of sand keep shifting as rivers redefine boundaries and seasons” PoetryPoemConsumerismHoardingPossessionsBelongings Book:Exits and Entrances Source: Exits and Entrances