But then we see a bud

Step outside into the real world

Stormy, diamond

The hoodie

The light shining red

Settle

Noticing is enough

Inside, outside

And one of those things

Nothing

The courage to stand still

Revealed

Small places

Results?

Doesn’t matter (that much)

Then there’s moss

When I grow down

Tiny

When the dust settles

With the birds

The sun comes out

Become transparent

Coming home

The loam

A productive day

Like a good animal

The seeds of spring are always

What’s next

Big tiny bird

Now