Post 4 today - 'New Green'

‘New Green’

written 4-4-16

 

A beaver fells a tree

while noone is listening.

An osprey snatches a catfish

feeding on algae in shallow water.

The water runs and runs.

Sometimes it makes sound,

and often, it doesn’t.

 

Sometimes

you give a woman all you have to give,

and she betrays you.

It was long ago now,

and you trusted

she wasn’t that,

but she was.

You wonder how

her life has turned,

how she feels about it.

You know

you’ve done it to

someone else.

 

You cannot plan

whom you will love.

You cannot predict

who will betray you.

 

God is still waiting.

Waters speak if you find them,

and the birds are there

again in Spring.  Scattered parts

of old trees are strewn

amongst the newer trunks,

feeding new green shoots.