Put your mouthful of words away and come with me to watch the lilies open in such a field, growing there like yachts, slowly steering their petals without nurses or clocks.

Nature is full of teeth that come in one by one, then decay, fall out.

Rocks crumble, make new forms, oceans move the continents, mountains rise up and down like ghosts yet all is natural, all is change.

Jewels! Today each twig is important, each ring, each infection, each form is all that the gods must have meant.