Stone enclosed a garden neat
Order claimed each proper seat
Seed lay still…then wind arrived
Fence received a quiet bribe
Seed flew over gilded rule
Landed soft in stubborn soil
Not a plan nor grand revolt
Only hunger without fault
Roots explored the wild clay
Leaves met sun in bold display
Bloom appeared where none had sought
Life defied the tidy thought
Rise beyond the proper line
Wildness keeps the soul divine
Walls protect what’s yet to be—
Seeds choose where they want to be