On Imitating Flowers

When we head out, our guides fall behind
till nothing but openness stands in our way

and I mean when we die because around here
we've satellites and stuff to tell us where we are

Advice and experience tell me just let it all go
and home will be wherever, whenever, however

so I am opening my fists
in imitation of my favourite flowers

that must, to come to beauty,
set out toward eventual ruin

13 June 2026
Texas Jim
Prospect, Nova Scotia