in the cracks between

my latest obsession is things growing in the cracks between the sidewalk. i think it has to do with lee and i living in the city now. i love nature. and since it's not as easy to come by as our last home (there was more nature there than you could shake a stick at, so much so, that i might've had to shake a stick at something. thankfully though, that didn't go down, because doing harm is not my bag, and yes, i can even ramble inside parentheses--sheesh), i find myself tuning into it wherever i can find it. and guess what i am finding out? nature is busting out all over the place! glory, glory! 

besides life in the cracks between the side walk, i've discovered grass growing all the way up and out of the top of a stop sign. crazy, right? like the grass just decided one day, hey, i am going to protest this sign they put here, it makes me so mad, *&^%! then, there was the overpass i waited under while stopped at a red light; greenery had mostly commandeered the structure as a means to get some sunlight in its veins... when i see these beautiful little things my heart swells with joy. so, in honor of all things mother nature (hey, we've got a full moon in cancer tomorrow), i wrote a poem :)

in the cracks between the sidewalk

live all kinds of things wild and free

from worms, weeds and ladybugs

to the deepest roots of that majestic, old oak tree

in the cracks between the sidewalk

life forges upward and expands

because our mother still lies beneath

nurturing with her earthen hands

that which our father covered over 

with his progress and industry

but you can't keep a good woman down

she has to tell her story

so he buried her

but not deep enough you see

she winds her way up every chance she gets

grows, flowers and spreads her love to thee

if you'll just take a moment

to witness her love so green

growing, growing

in the cracks between