a green weed
growing through
a crack in the
city’s sidewalk
wildness emerging
–Terry Chitwood
A weed grows, unwanted and alone, despised by gardeners, yet defiant in its boldness. Useless and unruly, surrounded by concrete, the weed stands tall. Waving in the wind, the color of distant forests, it brings a trace of wilderness into the city.
Wild Market
The trading floors in the tall buildings look down on the solitary weed. “No new ideas allowed,” scream the trading floors. “We’ll cut you down and throw you in the trash.” The weed replies, “The market moves like a wild river, winding through the forest, running free. You hide in your tall buildings, clothed in hubris, barricaded behind your intellectual concepts while shivering with fear. Discover your wildness and be free.”
Wild Energy
A wilderness lies deep within us. We usually deny it, or ignore it, and hardly ever value it. If like a weed the wilderness makes a tentative foray into ego consciousness, it is repelled with great force. The wilderness holds the key to our creativity . . . to new ideas . . . to our originality. Our wild nature sizzles with creative energy, opening the door to a new way of living.
Photo Credit: Photo by Carlos Santos.