One Blade of Grass
written by: Jan Sargeant
whistle down the wind,
breathe life into hillsides where
wonder lit imagination escapes the lives
and dreams blind baked in pastry cases
for the comfort of a Sunday parlour tea
whose coals still smoulder
until the dampness of the walls
sees roaches scuttle as darkness falls
a basket of flowers, a bouquet of weeds
testimony to the child’s fears and needs
scraping at ice over whorled white windows
their whispered message no one else hears –
watch me breathe life into the world outside
and I will show you hope in a blade of grass
a fractured life cast in stone,
lifelong apology for crimes unknown,
a child’s face pale behind window pane,
rubbing a hole in the ice to gain
a wide enough tunnel and climbing through,
the search for that one blade of grass
and the hope that grew
on hearing that message,
a hope that was new
a child stands at a window,
watches her breath curl and play
waits as tiny rivers trickle their way
through patterns created by ice in the night
clinging to new ropes, clutching at old hopes
waiting as an old day breaks as new light
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