A DIFFERENT CONSCIOUSNESS

 

It seems when aging or ill

We enter a consciousness so unique

Seeing mirages, hearing whispers

Senses emanating a lovely mystique

 

One cold morning I unzipped the greenhouse

Hadn’t watered the plants for three days

Apologizing, I hydrated veggies and herbs

Hearing a grateful thank you and praise

 

As the water transformed the soil

I felt happy and sang out, “I love you all!”

Peppers, Yams, Plantain, and Sunchokes sunbathing

Suddenly stood up straight and tall

 

For decades the trees have conversed with me

Do I seem overly-romantic these years?

But now the other vegetation has its say with

*Musical voices echoing Pythagoras’ orbital spheres…

 

© 2024 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)

IMAGE: conscious greenhouse plants

 

*Pythagoras’ Sun, Moon & Planets emit a unique hum based on their orbital revolution