Mietzke's POST Holden Adventure

Every time I go outside to tend our small bit of earth

I find treasures

Small black treasures that fit in the palm of my hand

Like a wish or a promise

A reminder that life is bigger than I know

That I am not alone in the daily comngs and goings

 

I went out today

A rake in hand

And pulled the forks of the rake along the ground

Catching pine needles in bundles and revealing the brown earth.

With every pass of my rake

My black treasures

Seemed to work themselves to the surface

Smooth and round

Until I had handfulls of them

 

I spent a lot of time raking today

Waiting to see each promise revealed

Each little spot of joy hidden beneath surface

Join the conglomeration of stones

That have been gathered in the tending of our yard

 

I started finding them the first week we came here

Small and black hidden among the plants and in the garden path

There were three sitting beside a bush that I picked up and washed

Revealing shiny smoothness when the dirt had been cleared away

 

I began placing these treasures in a little spot by the pine

And now where there were three,

There is a little rock garden

Where I go to light candles and think about the day

 

I love to see them all gathered there

Like silent friends

Listening and waiting

 

I know that there will be more that are waiting to be discovered

And I know that each time I find one

I hold surprise and wonder in the palm of my hand

 

I think love is like that

Always being unearthed a little at a time

Giving a glimps of hope

Just long enough to keep us searching

For the next bit of cool smooth light