Way of Change
Something a little different than a haiku today:
The ant that grasps the quartered leaf
Walking the trail on its endless journey
The bee that buzzes quickly by
Searching out pollen to make new honey
The bird that's perched in the poplar tree
Singing of its dream from the night just passed
The calico cat relaxed but very alert
Watches the bird from the window sill ledge
The beagle runs through green yard
Chasing a butterfly just out of reach
A light wind blankets the land
Stirring the leaves into a frenzied spiral
Each cloud that drifts lazily
Forms alter to something always new
Ocean wave by ocean wave, the shore changes lines
The sand is shaped into new ideas
The softly rising sun, rays shining on
Warms the myriad species sunning on the rocks
Every rotation of the planet, day to night to day
An inch of revolution, as the moon changes phase
Burning core of hydrogen, helium slowly born
The star continues burning, a brightly glowing orb
Constellations shift over thousands of years
Familiar images alter to new allegories
Slowly the spiral spins outward, growing in massive light
The galaxy marches onward through the dark heart of night
The ant that grasps the quartered leaf
Walking the trail on its endless journey
The bee that buzzes quickly by
Searching out pollen to make new honey
The bird that's perched in the poplar tree
Singing of its dream from the night just passed
The calico cat relaxed but very alert
Watches the bird from the window sill ledge
The beagle runs through green yard
Chasing a butterfly just out of reach
A light wind blankets the land
Stirring the leaves into a frenzied spiral
Each cloud that drifts lazily
Forms alter to something always new
Ocean wave by ocean wave, the shore changes lines
The sand is shaped into new ideas
The softly rising sun, rays shining on
Warms the myriad species sunning on the rocks
Every rotation of the planet, day to night to day
An inch of revolution, as the moon changes phase
Burning core of hydrogen, helium slowly born
The star continues burning, a brightly glowing orb
Constellations shift over thousands of years
Familiar images alter to new allegories
Slowly the spiral spins outward, growing in massive light
The galaxy marches onward through the dark heart of night
posted by Ink and Stone | 9:26 AM
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