Marigold meditation

Kneeling on crappy dirt
I dig a hole and make a nest
of good soil, take a marigold
from its seedling tray,
loosen its roots a little,
and nestle it in its new living place.
       We choose what we nurture.

I mean it to brighten my street,
but it takes root in me, too.
        What we do grows in us.

Every day I kneel on soil—
rich or poor, it’s dirt—
and remember:
       this is a place for my ashes.

Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
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