The thyme is dying,
leaves turning purple
from the sudden heat
the rosemary is long gone,
its leaves torn away by a
weed-whacker who
couldn’t tell the difference
the basil has not come back,
and, likely, will not.
The morning glories, however,
have more blooms every day
the lemon tree is heavy
with sweet fruit
and the mint
continues to grow
wildly.
I think they are
trying to tell me
not to try so hard,
that the garden
will come
when tended
gently.
narinda heng 