Weeding After Rain

death by the weeder’s cull

comes quickly to

the garden's interlopers

after a soaking rain

or so it seems

roots sated

no hurried delving

and clinging

the soil soft

forgiving

a bit of wet left

on drooping stems and

leaves to help sort

what stays

what goes

what to cut

what to pull

not so different really

from how it

sometimes is for us

the big change

from the hand of god

when we least expect it

embedded so comfortably

in the world we've created

the sudden transformation

after we’ve dug deep

into the fertile plot

we call home

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