“Creatress” original painting

Description

I tried to write a list
Of all I hoped to create.

I scrunched it up,
Tossed it to the ground,
Gave my firmest pat,
And walked away.

It was swaddled with soil, sun, rain—
It grew roots in pirouettes, leaves in lullabies–
Flowers that multiplied—a bouquet, no two
a painting,
a headdress,
a poem.

I wasn’t looking for a harvest when it greeted me,
The list forgotten while nature met me more than halfway.

-Creatress” by Ally Bartoszewicz