lessons from a peach
let the woody kernel bleed its pigment
into your flesh
ripening can be savoured
but not rushed
when it’s time, let your body fall away
with an ease that calls forth
celestial juice
delight in this fleeting season
then crawl into dark grooves
like an ant searching sweetness
hold the seed
in the palm of your soil
nourish it
Shelina Gorain is a former software professional, a balcony gardener and a knitter. She writes from Toronto.
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