Humble Bumble

No injunction today,
No order or warning,
Just the observation
That from the smallest crease 
Can be grown an unconsidered
Happen chance.

All along the boundary wall,
Populated by campanula,
Blue eyed partner
To the rampant toady flax,
Suddenly a thrusting force
A single foxglove
Perfect from the smallest crevice.

Look at me
How stiff and strong
Unassailed by wet and wind
Each purple flute
Filled with nectar
For the humble bumble.

Take me to heart.
I can slow your pace
When taken out for tea.
That's me

JL June 8 11:26