Even the Peas Know

by Angela Hoffman

In these soul-weary every-days 
that are all the same now 
I forget to notice 
the invisible landscape of life. 
How the pea shoots that I started as seeds 
turn their lanky bodies  
bow their heads to the windows, declare 
The spirit in me sees the spirit in you. 
Almost hourly, I turn the tray 
and they bow again to the sun. 
What instructions did He put within you 
that you know to look for the light and lean in? 
What has He engraved on my heart then 
if even the peas know? 

Angela Hoffman lives in Wisconsin. Her poetry has appeared in Solitary Plover, Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets Museletter and calendar, Agape Review, Verse-Virtual, Visual Verse, and Your Daily Poem.com. Her first chapbook (Resurrection Lily, Kelsay Books) is scheduled for release in 2022. She committed to writing a poem a day during the pandemic. Spirituality and nature often inspire her poetry. 

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