a pain.to keep hands in the flower pot one must antagonize earth.earth suited to be in a flower pot to make a flower grow.didnt you know flowers know how to grow?simple rows of them in blossem,spring sod them,rain drops create the bulk needed to meet the fall and winter.evil enters and we dont want to let go,we want our hands in the flower pot.hands trembling,removed,see the dirt covers our hands to our wrist,we rinse them with a hose.seeing flowers in a pose,a pose we know,for they go where we been.dear god,send some kindness.do not watch in blindness.