Wait

Seeds burst open, not knowing why.
Bees feast on pollen but the concept of honey
has never occurred to them.
Lovers entangle their glistening chromosomes
to create you from the chaos of desire,
though they've never seen your face.
Your body can't conceive how many families
of worms death will nourish.
Wait, don't numb your heart with conclusions.
Let darkness lie fallow until light ripens
your grief garden.
Take some time for uncertainty.
Don't decide.