Sometimes I’m a foxtail orchid 
Needing extra care and warmth
Sometimes I’m a leaf skipping
Where the wind takes me along

Sometimes I feel fresh and light
Like just-cut summer grass
Sometimes things get cold and grey
Then I’m the winter frost

Sometimes earth’s shadowy arms
Are where I want to hide
I’m then the discreet Cereus that flowers
Once in a great big while

Other times my gladdened heart
Beats strong and rhythmically 
My courage drapes me like a cloak 
Then I’m the intrepid weed 

Every day brings a new avatar 
A new sensibility 
I hug the day that comes my way 
Or watch it drift from my safe niche 

Nature’s blooms that make up my being 
Rest in their special spaces 
Each day I become the seed that keeps
Life marking its measured paces.