It was Rabbit you blamed for eating the primrose
In reality it was Squirrel munching and digging
with his sharp rodent claws
excavator acrobat evoking laughter
his sandy-tan belly hugging the swaying birdfeeder
foiled again without memory of being foiled
It was yourself you blamed for mismatched
misperceived lifeworld
memory with its claws digging to unearth
not bury flaws
We came from nowhere no other country
came a seed a speck plunging fiery falling
caught in a current become air
carrying a spark of itself
perceived now and then
in flashes upon a beveled mirror
We are forgiven for desire
for wanting the flower breaking its stem
carrying it upside down to hold its sap
to keep lastingly its yellow-petaled whole
Curling in upon itself in silence it dies
back into earth accepting likely resurrection