Nothing Is Wrong

We say
things like

my tree fell down in the storm
or
I have a growth on my finger

we settle into moan

if we change the words
some say we change the world

so
that tree honored the storm
by raising its roots to the sky
or
there is a fresh bud
on my finger 

still
the tree browns and dries
until it is removed
and
the finger stiffens
the bud is cut and tested
and the story of a garden rampant within
lousy with blooms
is told

keep talking
as the world does what it should
nothing is wrong