The Land
I took issue with a plant in my garden
called it an eyesore and a weed.
After removing any sign of it
I was content again
to laze upon the fragrant grass.
But I found another to argue with
and quickly removed it too...
a year later now, my garden is a desert.
The one who would restore the garden
for the benefit of every wild bird,
animal or insect may take the land
blessing us both
with a flourishing grandeur
I had believed impossible.