They come in elfin packages
diminutive gifts
from glass houses radiating promises of miracles
And I wonder
Will they grow?
I loosen the new roost, cold and loamy
hallowing a spot,
height and width eyed to perfection
I wonder
Will hail pulverize my dream this time?
No bigger than my palm
squeezing then shaking
loosening the anchor
I wonder
Will my spring zeal linger until fall?
White roots twining
round and round
searching for space, reaching for more
I wonder
Will summer’s rage wilt or inspire greatness?
Humus now to blanket the innocent
Dampened in baptism
Not to initiate but to nourish
I wonder
Did He feel the same when He made me?
December 4 – Wonder. How did you cultivate a sense of wonder in your life this year? (Author: Jeffrey Davis)
To Create... 
Was so tickled by your surprise ending…it does take faith to garden, to live, to be His. So glad I visited you tonight Lex. Blessings!