New Leaf

Out in my balcony

Bamboo, desert rose –

one potted for outgrowing 

its indoor water vase,

the other for its promise of surviving 

life sapping heat.

I abide by what keeping each takes. 

                                

When all the wealth of weather

there is, is in the brief dowsing

of summer by a short spell of rains

 

how to grow?

 

Accepting of loss

joyous at the sight of a new leaf

as it buds, and I turn.