Three Leafed Clover
Why are we always looking for a four leafed clover to bring us luck?
As if more brings happiness.
We know that is never true.
Isn't the magnificence of any growth enough?
That we endure even in mundanity and simplicity.
With just what we are given.
Just leaves, each held by each other connected at the center,
rooted together for strength.
An untold number of four leafed clovers exist underfoot,
trampled would-be lucky charms, never to be wished upon.
Like every day that's lived asleep,
we wander unaware that we're enough.