The Meadow

THE MEADOW Spread Neath umbilical sky On nutrient Earth She stands alone this noon Surrounding woods Mountains Distant structures Seem to encase the lush green plot Have taken on a sunny sheen Then there is this peaceful babbling brook running through sparkling wetly whispering GOD! What an ecstatic vision! But wait! Come Lie down on fairy moment’s colorful hay Smell the wild flowers Hum a happy tune Then Listen! Oh! Below! A wild bacchanal defames all empyrean image Slither-slide – Bunnies mice POP! Bees dragonflies Winged squadrons buzzing BANZAI! A billion glassy eyes of every size Looking for kill Or pre-empting demise Shiny black bugs on nature’s green rug Distant The sound a staccato wheeze A high wire din Like one hundred tortured violins Then rise Return to that simpler view Smile in wonder That nothing in nature is static And wonder what’s going on inside of you? Dave Austin