listen

there's a marigold this spring
in my mind.
i didn't plant it yet
for the fear of losing it.
winter this year was quiet.
not so much in its element.
just wanted to get done with its job.
and leave. for wherever it goes.
spring is happy in its colours.
at least on the face of it.
some may say proud even.
i have the roses and the hibiscus.
in my balcony.
and the marigold.
they are silent.
feeling the breeze. and the light.
there's some good music playing.
they say plants can't listen.