Green

O while looking up
The sky hewn of green hues,
Your footsteps up ahead

Scrambling to catch up.
O how the color green teaches
Us to appreciate without owning.

Poetry insists the same,
All the same the red-breasted nuthatch
Has no use for any of it.

Author: Buddhadoshā

Buddhadoshā loves you.

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