When I was pregnant I became divine –
a minor goddess of fertility –
no sooner touched a plant than it was mine
to root and put forth shoots abundantly.
I cultivated marijuana seeds,
conversed with birds, and looked in squirrel eyes.
Omnipotent, I satisfied all needs,
inducing lives to move where I devise.

A score and several years have passed since then
of raising children, running homes, and work.
I’ve lately measured dirt in pots again
and tucked in rooting seeds. I am a clerk
of propagation, noting leaf and bough,
revealing fundament and finding Tao.