i am the green

the world outside,
the earth,
the atmosphere -
looks melancholy
today.

she is clothed
in gray,
the color
of ash.

i walked
under
the earth's teardrops
this evening.

i wonder,
is she mourning?
and if so,
what is she grieving?

i tell the earth,
i see you.
i'm here
to listen.
i'm here
to receive you.

and -

i notice
surely
and
easily
how
the cloudy light
and
the misty breath
of these
recent days
illuminates
and
animates
the green,
the life,
what is
growing
as
each
tear
drops.

i find myself -

i know -

these days
after
so
many
days...

i -

i
am
the
green.