each blossom
in these clusters

      seems to have
its own near perfect
   identity as i look

like a bouquet
      bigger than
my thumbnail

this garden's easy

designed for little

   a few weeds
some call them

some call them pests

looking at the garden
      i see metaphors

   and think about
our human world

my own metaphor
      and wonder about

my place in our
      vision of reality

if i am a weed
   or volunteer

      if i am chosen
to be nurtured

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