Despite the worst of entropy A bean will burst in ecstasy Divine delight A lumbar leap Invisible, yet constant flight
Turn my face to the sun and close my eyes red Hope in my heart Hope in the bulbs fresh burst from the frost lock
This is also available as a print here.
The adjacent possible is Rubbing shoulders Bouncing off ideas One idea leads to the next Two people love each other and then a baby comes
Here is a delightful poem that I came across as we moved books this weekend. It was a refreshing antidote to the overly simplistic message