Bleeding hearts

sun shone through the clouds
wiping the sweat from her brow
she dug shallow holes
placing in the merlot and antique yellow
funny names for greens

she watered her bounty
to ensure healthy growth
she pretended not to notice
as her arm brushed her hair
and small clumps fell to the earth

an organic garden
maybe this harvest
would be the cure
would be the ultimate health plan
tired of the doctors

she knelt by her starts
almost praying to them
she packed the damp soil
holding prayers in her heart
and earth in her hands