Tucson Spring

#13/30

Spring brings flowers blooming in unexpected places,

Most surprisingly among the sharp needles of cacti.

In showy routine they change to fruit;

Folding closed and maturing into nourishment.

I never planned to put down roots among these blossoms

But I died here and spilled seeds into soaking monsoon soil.

Now I grow and bloom again and again like the cactus flowers;

In an enduring Spring I fold, mature, and transform into fruit.