Twenty minimeters of pink petals.
Twenty minimetres of stretch and reach
Floral foil, twenty minimeters
Of soil, grass, dew, bush
Sitting in green meditation about
The balance between yin and yang
Myriad of leaves,
Falling down with mists
Of last night approaching – twenty minimeters
Of ethereal presence, kissing
The thick ridges – is the soul
The melody of equanimity?
Insects sloughing off
You stopped as you heard them
Twenty minimeters of dandelions rolling against
The vastness of sky and mountain