Raised Beds

Despite our attempts to
measure twice - cut once,
the lumber is larger than
the space we've cleared.

Your face is forlorn, worn,
trying to understand how
we allowed such an error
and what should be done.

I arrive to assess the scene
expecting to be distraught
based upon your weariness,
your despair, your exhaustion.

But when I see the wood laid out
on the freshly combed brown earth
it looks like the infant bones
of a precious sacred space.

~Andrine de la Rocha

posted 5/21/2011