Lovely is The Silence of Things Growing
by Haley Bergeson
When we went away to Greece
my Grandmother stripped away
the lifeless dried parts of the houseplants
and in perfect quiet solitude
she nursed them back to health
She knew about pain because
pain happened to her so
everyday she prayed for
the fortune of others.
She even forgave God
for all the sickness and death and accidents
and darkness - tiny gifted
mystic in the American desert
Visitors think New Mexico is a
spiritual place because there is a lot of
lavender or something but
if you truly want to be spiritual,
let your angelic Grandmother take you to
the public pool, spoiled gringa underwater.
Shoot a gun into the empty cricket sounds with
her ex husband, sleep on the flat roof
where a person can really watch God
watch death and nurse the living,
find beautiful the unbearable silence of things growing.
Haley Bergeson is a writer and choreographer in Los Angeles. @muybergie (instagram & twitter)