Life Cycles

This thought came to me standing in the banks of the river Ehen near a gentle swirling pool where litter gathered as if resting on the journey down stream.

 

Standing under the tree

I watched a leaf flutter down.

It danced on the unseen air and

The breeze flicked it as gently aside

As the Squeezy bottle I saw on the tide.

The leaf floated to its verdant bed

And lay motionless

Among -

Tin cans

Plastic bottles

Bottle tops

Rubber dolls (headless)-

And began its return to the earth

To feed its mother

And another

And another

2010