Wildflowers growing from the rocks
against the odds
must swear an oath
to opportunity that knocks
before the pods
may shed their growth.
Wildflowers growing from the rocks
against the odds
are oaths of lovers,
an opportunity that knocks
before it nods
beneath the covers.
4/27/98
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes, I suppose they must live in that immediate moment, and the cycle repeats itself.