It's Still Life

An Elemental Trough

My mother
filled me with yin,
metal from my father.
He tasted sweet.
I taste sour.

Universal soft as a dark shadow.
Depressed.
Swallowed
in a depression,
I am the trough of a wave.

My mother gave me earth.
I feel her in the spring
as the cold soil turns.
Elemental wood.
I am their branch.
And their lily.

I am cheered
by my own dark shadow.
It’s my yin.
Spill me over with purples
and blues. Breathe in my reds.
Beware of my black.

It is a trough.
My trough.

for dVerse Elements. According the Chinese horoscope I am a metal rabbit, yin wood is my element. I am yin.