A seed that broke open
in the brownest dirt I'd ever seen
like my eyes were part of the earth
a neighbor seed
a neighbor seed watching you crack

and I thought you were falling apart
and I thought you were breaking so far
so deep
in a way that I couldn't sew you back
up
[where no amount of thread or love or joy or hope could mend you]
I love you.

buried by all of the things I put on you
all of the ways that I smothered you
all of the soil that I couldn't sift through

until
in a moment, green
a burst of viridian joy and I'm inhaling
every millimeter of life that glows through you, out of you, thank God existence lives
through you

A crack isn't malign at all.