Stinging Nettles and Table of Bread (New Poem)

 

Stinging Nettles and Table of Bread (New Poem)
by Tim Kavi

stinging nettles

thorny places

betray the beauty

of our gardened places

there is in the stillness

a planting

a dancing collapse

of earthy relations

the Earth moves

contracts labors

and gives birth

the pleasant

is mixed in

with the plowing

and the planting

of Our watered beings

we begin small

and like all plantings

of love

we hope to grow tall

it is a true glory

a ready-made fashion

of the journey

of Nature's story

it is as natural 

as friend-to-friend

man to woman

lover to lover

bowing before

the table of hallowed bread

in the Holy Place

we see what

God has prepared.