I submitted this poem for Letters to the Earth’s ‘Letters in Lockdown’ callout. An excerpt from it was read out online by actor Ubah Egal on Earth Day 2020. https://www.letterstotheearth.com/
It is the seed moon, the time of sowing. The roads and skies have grown quiet. Sometimes in the stillness I can feel the earth dreaming. There are many things I can't do in these strange times. But I can plant seeds. I hold them like prayers in the palm of my hand, I notice their shape and size, the way they catch the light. Their impossible promise. I teach my children to make wishes on them - and I make wishes too. I breathe my brightest, most golden dreams into these seeds, dreams wild as sweet violets on hidden forest floors. Poppy, nasturtium, sunflower and sage: bring nectar, food and medicine, praise the sun. Corn, squash, tomato and bean: seeds of hope for the creatures and the wild places and all those yet to come. May this great pause be a seed itself for the beautiful future which wants and waits to be born. I think anyone who says that miracles aren't possible must not have planted seeds.