chicory

i find you everywhere i go –
among the sidewalks
along the roads
in the fields
thriving
in the hottest days of summer
and the bitter winds of fall-
we are there

so similar
you, chicory, and me
reminders that beauty is adaptive
and just when you think our time is up
you’ll find us unfurling
up and up

delicately colored
but rooted deep and strong
tangling complexity
meets simple symmetry
everlasting determined

chicory lets me know that
something this natural
can never be wrong

maybe we’re old souls
a love that keeps giving
maybe we’re remnants
of the meaning of living

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