Maple tree seedlings
by the thousand
raise their green heads
to catch the sun
in the gutters of my house.
Here is the perfect place
for them to germinate
and the reason
I am on a ladder
every spring
cleaning them out.
Not every seed sown
sends down shoots;
not every sprout
takes root.
I will not say it's a waste.
Does not the Word
of God
scatter everywhere?
Even the barren places
are blessed.