No Tree

A seed passed by me and tumbled to the side.

I grabbed it’s thorniness and pressed it to my thigh.

It swelled inside my body,

It swelled inside my mind.

I said, ‘this has to be,”

and so,

it bloomed within my thoughts,

it bloomed within my eyes.

But dry winds gusted through my yard,

and the grass was all but gone.

A dessert formed within my home

and vines refused to grow.

So I took the seed

and crushed it.

No promise, but a lie.

I blew the dust that remained and

sadly said goodbye.