Poem: Spring Gardening

Here's the poem I wrote for the second day of National Poetry Month -- obviously a rough draft, so please keep that fact in mind:

Spring Gardening

Cool between my fingers,
the damp earth
births wonder.
Roots burrow,
shoots emerge,
miracles blossom
beneath the dirt
I mold around the
delicate seedlings --
the stuff of revelation
in the palm of my hand.

(c) 2009 Susanne Barrett