Life of the Grasshopper

Written by: Clay Young jr.

Life of the Grasshopper





The birds are flying south for winter
The chipmunks have squirreled away a stash
The ants have slaved all summer to survive
But another season still holds death


The grasshopper has no pretenses
It lives its days
But lives in the moment
Then dies
Just like everything else


The grasshopper had a lot of life in its year
The bird, the chipmunk, and the ant all had a lot of years in their life
All used up working to delay the inevitable
Looking, but never seeing a silent, still moment
A dandelion trying to catch the wind
A ripple racing on a stream
A cloud cartwheeling across the sky
A forest reaching for the sun
Perfection


They’re too busy to find peace
Holding too tight to find release
Mocking the grasshopper’s wisdom
Resenting it for its life of freedom
And its peace with death