My pothos has grown new leaves;
they tightly emerge from the vine
and unfold with a glossy green surface
that catches the sunlight. Always in my
line of sight, I don’t even notice.
I’m praying that the growth
I’m experiencing is the same–
unnoticed to me, because I’m so
close to it, because I’m living it; and
while there’s no great contrast,
it’s steady.
