suddenly it seems,

but only because, perhaps, i was not paying attention-

the rosemary bush is now an odd cluster of twigs,

i wonder  – it is because so many hands sweep its long fronds

as they pass…

it is the herb of remembrance after all……

calling us back again and again –


i see a small branch colored caterpillar eating lunch….

reminding me

of change and growth,

and of wings.

About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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