If you pause knee-deep in crimson clover
on a sunny spring day
you will hear the buzzing of honeybees at work
you will feel the growing earth around you
a spider’s web will tickle across your face
as you clothe yourself in trees
a handiwork of leaves
woven into the sky between the sunlight
the world is at work
awake, alive, and inviting
11-3-15
©2019 Lenny Wells