My Potted Plant Jumped Out the Window

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I had left the window open so she could breathe

A spot atop my windowsill I cleared so she could see

So she could soak the sun into her chloroplastic leaves

I always placed her roots inside of water, like the sea

But one day she looked up to me, said mother let me free

I’m trapped, being an indoor plant

When I could be a tree

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I looked back at my potted plant

A tear inside my eye

To know I’d give her everything

And still she yearns to fly

Fly away from all the sacrifices that I’ve made

Germination, pruning, keeping all the pests away

Just know I love you best, my dear

But I won’t make you stay

I’ll leave the window open

And for you I’ll always pray

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My potted plant jumped out the window

And gravity gave way

I heard ceramic crack the ground

Echoes of her pain

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Mother, she called out to me

Help me, I am hurt

There’s people walking over me

I’m covered in my dirt

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Outside I went

To collect my child

I scooped her in my wing

I picked away some root and stem, and left those by a stream

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I brought my potted plant inside

And gave her a new pot

I kissed her and I placed her back

Into her perfect spot

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Minutes, hours, days went by

My potted plant said “Look!

Those sproutlets staring up at me

are growing by the brook”

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“I know my dear” I said to her

Those sproutlets are from you

See I made good with your mistake

Your pain was purpose too"

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“How could that be purposeful… I’m nothing but a plant.

There’s trees that tower over me

I’m not as good as that”

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“It’s not about who’s not as good.

There isn’t such a thing.

You’re watered with my Spirit, plant.

And that is all you need.”

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With Gratitude,