waiting

for the golden vines
of modern history
to grow

for the leaves
to heal the
involuntary racing heart

for the roots
to take hold
and bring stability back

for the fruit
to satiate the
tumultuous stomach

for the branches
to provide pathways
to new thoughts

--

perhaps the tears
provide the water

and the crap
the fertilizer

and the sun
the light

and the rest
is in the
pruning

--

else

just call it
all hormones
or chlorophyll

and leave it at that