Treasure Island

James Murdock

(06/13/1986 / Dahlonega, GA)

The Tomato Plant


I mostly love to tend to you 

When the morning's young and filled with dew

It's then the red clay's softest see 

The weeds come quick on a bending knee

With an idle hand perhaps I'll hold 

Some empire's tongue or a tale of old 

And stretch to awaken in that yellow sun


Aurelius and Emerson cause you and I to sit up right 

Their words illume the soggy ground, diffusing now the waning night 

With a bolstering and mawkish verse


I may celebrate our acquaintanceship and recite to you aloud

Beyond the sense that speaks to me, your presence is avowed 

I am with you in stillness, beholding you to life

Primordial the vegetable whose hallowedness is ripe


Sing out to me, oh greenery, your mindful song of time

So above the chambers of my thought, this moment it may climb

To save the poise of one more day


While we expound these higher realms,
If another questioned my choice

To inquire why a tomato plant warrants a speaking voice

I may gently stand to brush my knee and simply to declare

Of the poetry I read this day, I know this plant's aware


Is this not the dream of form like you or anything? 

Did you ask the universe to be a human being? 

And does this child of fate not need a proper cultivation? 

For soon enough it will bear the fruit of life's rejuvenation

It is cheap to feed and not contemplate the depth of this situation 

To expand beyond the viscous seeds and speckled scraps


But to rejoice in this lesson known,
You must ask what you might do

Love, respect, evaluate
What passes into you

See the whole inside the small,
The simple in the whole

To raise such ardent frequencies
May be our destined goal


And when this conversation moves to a meaningful departure 

We'll be taken back by the pensive lines of a wise old epicure

'How glorious a greeting the sun gives the mountains! '

Then for a moment's time or perhaps more,
We will surely read ahead

Through meditative laughter in the side yard garden bed

Submitted: Wednesday, May 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

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