What if a rose grew on the far side of the moon,
now, after, later?
Would we spread out time to explore the space
between the bloom and the branch?
Nature is a construct, much like the moon-
we don’t always consider it when we cut its roots
or ignore its connection to the current.
Remove ourselves from obstruction and regard potential
from this far side of confined distance
that plants consideration.
See how far a single petal can travel without our interaction.
We cannot go back to before. Select assimilate
instead of annihilate.
There is a rose now, growing on the far side of the moon
and it didn’t need our manhandling to get there.
All words and photographs by Damien B Donnelly