Before the planting
of the seeds,
the preparation
to plant the seeds—
too soon for the soil,
of course, but
here, the hands
of the planter.
Rose milk lotion. Rest.
The time for verbs,
later.
These long nights,
the time for dreams.
Out of darkness,
sprouting,
unstoppable budding,
sweet frolicsome riots
of soft and feral pink.
