Daughter’s Garden

By Mermaid

I once planted some flowers and herbs in a tiny wooden frame,
But by Jove and by Foolish, frog-like, leaps and bounds,
These petals, stems, and leaves now dance along my very pathway,
Many-colored & fragrant now -- these cracks between the slabs of slate --
Sparkling whether in sunlight and moonlight
Vivacious blossoms, herb of herbs
Dyeing, imbuing even the clay:
With Essence
With Beauty
And gentle Powers
Earthly
Unearthly

Maat?  Maat!  She’s everywhere.